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October 2006 - Page 26
Uninvited Guests
by Dave
In early Spring of 1994, shortly after my ex-wife and I started dating (this was almost a year before we got married), we moved in with a friend of hers. Her friend had a little boy about three or four years old. We moved in with the friend to help her out (she was a single mother). The home was a two-story condo. The living room, one bathroom, and the kitchen were all downstairs. The other (main) bathroom, and two bedrooms were upstairs. At the top of the stairs was the bathroom. To the left of the stairs was the little boy's bedroom, and his mother's bedroom was across from his, to the right of the stairs. I went into detail about the house to give you an idea of where everything was.
Strange things started happening shortly after my ex-wife and I moved in. Things came up missing, and then turning up someplace else. The sink in the downstairs bathroom would turn on and off by itself, and the toilet would flush by itself when no one was even in there. Things got scarier from there. My ex-wife and I stayed in the friend's bedroom, and she stayed in her son's bedroom with him. Well, one day, my ex-wife was sleeping in the bedroom. This was during the day. I went upstairs to wake her up. No one else was in the house. The bedroom door was opened, and as I approached it, it slammed shut right in my face! I opened the door, to find my ex-wife still passed out in bed, sound asleep, so it wasn't her that slammed the door.
Also, when I went into the room, it was extremely cold! The windows were closed, there were no fans at all in the house, and the A/C wasn't on, so it wasn't from that. The rest of the house was nice and warm. I woke her up, and asked her if she heard the door slam. She said no, and she didn't know why the room was so cold. I always felt like someone was watching me whenever I was in there, but I never saw anyone or anything.
One night, my ex-wife and I were downstairs watching TV, and her friend was upstairs in the bathroom giving her son a bath. We heard a loud banging and pounding on the bathroom door. We didn't think anything of it. We thought it was the little boy playing around. Shortly after, the friend came downstairs and asked why we were banging on the bathroom door. We told her that we didn't do it, that we thought it was either her or her son. She said it wasn't them. Freaky!
Later that night, her friend was laying down in her son's room with him. She came out, scared, and said that she saw a bright blue light flying around in the room. The window was closed, and so were the blinds, so it wasn't from outside or anywhere else. The friend's dad was a minister, and we all told him what was going on in the house. He came and blessed it. That seemed to work. Nothing else happened. We moved out shortly thereafter.
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