I have temporarily moved back home with my parents, the house I grew up in until I moved out aged 23.
In the past, I have written about the strange paranormal “going on’s” that happened to me in the house from the age of around eight to when I moved out. In a nutshell, a presence could be felt and heard by not just me, but the other family members, pictures would fly off the wall, objects would move around, and I witnessed a levitating cardboard box and a stapler being flung across the room once.
My mum has reported other things that have happened over the almost 20 years that I haven’t been living in the house. So I kind of knew that going back would be interesting…..
I didn’t have to wait long before paranormal activity would show itself. On the first night, as I tried to drift off to sleep, I felt the familiar tickle of invisible cobwebs on my face, the calling card to me that a spirit is near.
The next night, before I laid down to go to sleep, I placed my glasses next to my mobile phone and watch, before turning out the light (a normal routine that I do every single night). As I drifted off to sleep, again I felt the spirit presence around my face. This time I asked for more of a sign, if someone was in the room, could they make themselves known? Nothing happened and I fell asleep.
I woke up around twenty minutes later, needing to use the toilet. As I pulled the duvet from my body, I felt an object fling from my chest and hit the floor. When I felt around in the dark, my glasses were now laying on the carpet. They had been placed on my chest as I was sleeping……this freaked me out! I was sharing the bed with my eleven year old daughter, who was fast asleep beside me – I decided not to tell her as this would also scare her.
In the car the next day, out of the blue, my daughter said “Mum there is a ghost in the bedroom. I have seen him, a boy, he is called Michael”. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up……”where and how many times have you seen him?” I asked. “Three times, in the bedroom, the hallway and the bathroom” she answered.
This made sense, as the sounds I used to hear as a child came from my bedroom, the hall outside and the bathroom. I told her about the glasses then, and she didn’t seem too fazed by it, thankfully.
The next day I decided to ask my guide Blue who Michael was? As I shuffled the cards, the Page of Cups fell out onto the table. The page of cups is a sensitive child who is a natural empath, feeling emotions very strongly indeed.
I put the card back in the deck and shuffled some more, asking Blue why my daughter saw Michael so clearly yet I didn’t see? I pulled a card and placed it on the table. The page of cups stared back at me again. A child who is sensitive and a deep empath – my daughter. It looks as though he has found a friend in her, just like he did with me when I was her age, all those years ago.
Last night, as I placed my mobile phone in its charging cradle, I watched in amazement as it somehow by itself, moved Apps around on my homescreen. My daughter spotted it too and she stared at me wide eyed. Luckily, she still managed to fall asleep easily.
As I lay in the darkness and my daughter slept soundly beside me, I decided to ask Michael to let me know he was with us again.
I did not have to wait long, before I heard the familiar creaking of the floorboard outside my bedroom door, the sound I used to hear nightly as a child, when no one else is upstairs. It is almost like I could see someone leaning in their full weight on that floorboard and then the sound came into the room, it was a like an electrical sound, sparks that were flying off the mirror on the bedside table next to me.
I have a mixture of fear and intrigue when this type of thing happens.
I’m sure there will be more encounters to come of Michael and his mischievous ways…of course I will keep you posted.
Next week I’m excited to tell you about more ghostly encounters, this time from a friend and client – it really did give me goosebumps!! Keep a look out for next weeks blog for more info!
Until next time,
Tanya
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