Kingman, Arizona. My brother moved in with me about a month ago. We have had a hard life; our dad died about two years ago, April 5, 2011, and my little girl died about six years ago. My brother has a life-threatening illness and I am fighting cancer. We have both been very close to death.
In the past month we have had a lot of odd things happening to us. Cups were thrown across the room by unseen hands, and today at 1:00 a.m. I felt someone cover me up. My husband was asleep and we were alone in the room. Two hours later, my brother came to wake me up and told me the locked front door was open.
Yesterday my closed bathroom door opened and my bedroom door opened by themselves. When my brother was in the bathroom, he opened the cabinet and it slammed shut.
Just an hour ago, everyone was asleep and my brother and I were in the living room looking up what to do about these events and my son, who was in his bed, was thrown out of his bed. He is three years old. He was slammed in the middle of the floor in his tile room. He started screaming and shaking. I'm so worried. He's okay, but then he started yelling at nothing on the other side of his room, "Leave me alone!"
We are terrified. We are going to sage our house. We are Aztec Indians and Apache, also Catholic, but we need something done. My brother and I have stuff like this happen all the time, but more so since we lost our father.
Since my daughter died, I see shadows from the corner of my eye and feel like I have been watched. Something has been different ever since, but my son being thrown is the last straw. I will update you on what the priest does.