I've posted to a few people on this web site about what my family has been going through lately, but decided I would write a story for all to see. This all started months ago. Besides my chronic pain and depression and anxiety from my pain, I had also been going through a very difficult time with my son whom has bipolar disorder. My son was manic with his bipolar at the time and we were in and out of hospitals. I believe during this time something followed me home from one of the hospitals.
It started one night while my son and I were watching television in my room. The lights, only in my room, flickered for a short while. My 9 year old son asked me why they were flickering. I got a chill run up my spine, but dismissed it and told my son that someone probably hit a telephone pole. Just an excuse I used.
Well, later on I went to bed and then the ghostly dream began. I saw an older woman hovering at the bottom of my bed. I have seen and felt spirits before, but this one was definitely not good. I could feel the evil coming off of her. I kept getting the feeling I needed to protect my son. My son scares at night and ends up sleeping with me often. I stared at this woman and watched her. It looked like she was struggling to move forward. It was like she was trying, but getting nowhere. Her face was awful. She had a huge mouth with fairly large teeth, grayish blue complexion with black lines on her face, dark eyes, and long gray hair and wore a grayish shear-like colored long cloak.
I continued to stare at her for a short while and then went to put my arm over my son to shield him from her. I only took my eyes off her for a second and that is when she sprang forward and I quickly woke up. After waking, I looked at my son to make sure he was alright. That morning I shook it off and dismissed it as a nightmare. At least I tried too. I never told anyone about the dream I had. This wasn't the first time I have experienced these things. I've seen others and learned they were other people's loved ones and my description of them matched completely. I have also seen my loved one's that have passed as well.
Not long afterwards, other occurrences began to happen. My son was having some experiences of his own. He was insisting that his toy guy was moving his eyes and watching him. I thought his imagination was running wild, but he continued to tell me about this doll. Not only was he telling me, but he was telling his friends as well.
One day he was in our kitchen with this doll and he kept talking to it. He was trying to show me what it did and kept telling this doll, "Come on move your eyes, show her". He was being persistent and giving me the creeps while he was talking to it. I took that doll away from him and told him never to do that again and that it wasn't good. He stopped playing with that doll and I heard no more about it.
One night, my son came up to me and told me he saw an old lady with a really ugly face in our hallway twice now. My dream immediately came rushing back to me. He gave me the same exact description of the woman I saw, the same complexion color, her big mouth, the black lines in her face and even the color and length of her cloak. I really didn't know what to say to him. I didn't want to scare my child. I told him it sounded like he had a horrible nightmare. He just stood there and stared at me and then shrugged his shoulders and then walked away from me.
I talked to his father later that night and told him about what I saw. He didn't do too well with the information I gave him. He lost sleep that night. He's had some experiences since he has been with me, so he knows when I say something I'm not full of it. He doesn't want our son to have these abilities, but I told him that wasn't up to us. Actually, not long before this started, I had told his father, my guy, that there was a strong possibility that he would have it. I just felt he would.
Soon afterwards, my son and I had begun to hear growling in the house. We looked for our dog, but would find him sleeping or just sitting there. The little keyboard my son has would begin to play some keys by itself. My older son woke me up at 3:05 in the morning terrified. He normally doesn't scare easily. He told me our attic door, which is like a normal door, was shaking very hard.
Someone had told me to say the St. Michael protection prayer, which has been helping. What was really weird is the first time I said it, I got really anxious. I don't understand that. I had to keep starting over again. I don't know if anyone has ever experienced this. Maybe it was just my nerves, not sure. It got quiet in the house for a while.
Although, one night I fell asleep without saying it and it started right back up that night. I fell asleep in the living room that night. I was dreaming about something stupid. I dream a lot. Right at the end of my dream, that woman's face flashed in it and that woke me up. I laid there for a little while trying to fall asleep and then the noise started. Our door knob in the hallway was turning and releasing by itself. It was actually quite loud since everyone else was asleep. My nerves worked up, but I was able to calm them down fairly quickly taking deep breathes. I didn't want to give her no more energy than what she already had. Then I kept getting a sensation on my head like someone was playing with my hair, but softly. I somehow ignored it and then fell back to sleep.
The next day everything was quiet until evening time. It sounded like someone was slamming things around very loudly upstairs. I had no clue what "my guy" was doing and started yelling for him. I couldn't understand what he would be doing. Well, he never answered me. I then remembered he told me he was going to go to the store. I looked out the window and sure enough his car was gone. Well, I wasn't going up there so I ignored it and continued cleaning the kitchen. Finally, it soon stopped. This was the last occurrence I've had this week. The house feels pretty good to me now. Hopefully she is gone for good.
Last week my son and I went into the gas station. The older man that works there is always friendly to me and my family. My son and I were at the counter and the older man starts a conversation with my son and immediately tells him he needs to pray at night time and when he wakes up every day. Well, my son, being too open at times, told the man he saw a dead lady and said it like it was no big deal. I think I was speechless at this point. Also, I didn't know how the man was going to react to this. I was actually surprised that the man took this information from him quite well. He told my son to ask God to put white light around him.
This is the first time I have ever seen a spirit of this color. Normally I see them with normal complexions. Has anyone seen this?