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May 2001
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Evil in
My House
by 2plus3
I'm a 40 year old professional and mother. My husband and I bought this house last June, but we had moved in the first of April. When we first looked at it, it was exactly what we were looking for - solidly built but needing a facelift. The house is located on top of a hill in the middle of one acre in rural south central Arkansas, and my husband and I both work in the nearby city. The second time we looked at the house, I got an awful feeling in the master bedroom: I felt watched by something angry. The house was occupied by a young mother (she was renting) and she used the den for a bedroom and the master bedroom and bath were obviously unused. When I walked into the master bath, it became obvious why. The walk-in closet is located in the bathroom and hate just radiated from it. I'm usually pretty practical, but even after we moved in, I used the closets in the kids' rooms and wouldn't go near ours. Something in there hated me, us, everything.
I was waking up between 4:20 and 4:23 every morning and I could smell fresh cigarette smoke, like someone was in the bedroom with us smoking. I couldn't really read the feeling I got from this entity; it seemed to be just watching and, I think, waiting. Of course all this time things were disappearing and showing up in places that we wouldn't - and sometimes couldn't - have put them. I also heard noises in the attic crawlspace, like something was scooted across the floor, but when we looked up there to do some electrical work it was all rafters and insulation. Before I go into what happened in the early morning hours of Easter, let me describe my children for you. I have a 14-year-old son and four-year-old daughter that are very much alike: imaginative, outgoing and creative. I also have a six-year-old son who is none of these things; he's very practical and literal. Both boys are very close and share a bedroom. They both sleep in a very dark room and have never been bothered by the dark.
At 4:22 Easter morning, my six-year-old came in calling to his daddy. He has never come into our room at night before. He told me that someone had climbed into his bed... and it wasn't his brother. I told him it must have been one of the cats (we have two, and yes, they "follow" things around my bedroom with their eyes) and he said, "No, because they talked to me." I tucked him in next to his dad and checked the house. The next day I had his older brother talk to him about what had happened. He told his brother that someone big had crawled into bed with him, and at first he thought it was his brother. When he said his brother's name, whoever (whatever) it was pinned him to the bed, leaned into his face and said, "I'm going to eat you for lunch." He also stated that whoever it was had breath that smelled like "poop." It worried me so much that I had a friend who is Wiccan come over and help me bless the house. We used blessed water and sea salts. The "smoking" visitor, waking up at 4:20, and the evil feeling in the closet all went away. But I still feel like something is just waiting. Is it really gone?
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