that's what my mum calls my house... Spooksville or Spooks Central. I can't call it
home. Home is somewhere where you feel safe and secure. I don't. I feel scared,
and refuse point-blank to be in there for any long lengths of time by myself. So now I
have told you about how I feel I guess the next stage is the facts.
I have lived in my house 3 years this Christmas. Almost from the word go, 'things'
just didn't seem right. Bangs, creaks all explained by an old house getting used to
us settling in.
One night my then 14 year old daughter came screaming into our room, "There is a
man in my bedroom and I don't like the way he is looking at me!" I sent my husband
in and, of course, nothing was there. She ended up in with us for three days before
she finally plucked the courage to go back in there.
It settled for a few months. The next time it happened she flew in, shaking like a leaf
and crying her heart out. This time he stood in front of her, moved her hair and
whispered in her ear. She couldn't understand what he was saying as she said it
was all crackle like an untuned radio.
He has been constant in the last three years to the point we call him Mr. Pedo as my
daughter thought it was odd that he kept following her about all the time. Soooo,
Mr. Pedo is a regular in our house. He stands and the bottom of my daughter's bed.
He is man, tall brownish hair and a hat. That's all she can really see. She doesn't like
looking at him, not because he frightens her as he doesn't... It's just not normal.
I have had a medium in and she walked around the house, telling us things that we
knew and hadn't told her, as I suppose I needed to have some kind of validation
that she wasn't a hoax and perhaps validation as well that it wasn't my imagination. It isn't an easy thing to accept as people look at you like you are mad when you say
anything.
This medium recons it's my dad's twin brother. My parents got divorced when I was
a baby and this just doesn't feel right. She told me it wasn't for me to question the
identity, just to know it was him. Either way I told her I don't want him in my house... Apparently I have 'lots' (ghosts, that is) all drawn to my daughter as she
can see them, feel them and hear them. She also told me my daughter wasn't telling
me everything and she needs to... So I told my daughter what was said and I asked
her what was going on. She admitted that 'they' have always been there, she has
always been able to see them but they were always in her side vision, never in front
of her talking.
My brave girl is now 16 and stays at home by herself, sometimes she can deal with it
other days, like today, she has come to work with me. The medium suggested that
she stand up to them when she doesn't want them in her room, so at times she will say to Mr. P., "Leave my room" and he does! He walks straight out! He has said to
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