~ Experiences ~

Targets Of A Poltergeist's Growing Interest

My boyfriend of three years and I have recently moved back in with his parents.

We're planning on moving out of state and we were wanting to save up money. We've been with them for a little over a year now, and looking back on it, the activity

has been going on since day one... There was just a lot less of it then.

When we first settled in with them, we noticed what sounded like someone knocking

on the walls of our bedroom. Just two quick, brief knocks. Almost a heavy tapping,

not quite as loud as a knock. It immediately caught our attention, but we never

thought anything of it. His Dad told us there was a squirrel that was getting in the

attic through our side of the house, so we chalked up the weird knocking to the

pesky squirrel. We did, however, find it odd that the knocking didn't occur from just one particular location. It would happen on the wall right in front of where we were

sitting watching t.v, it would happen on the wall above our heads while we were

laying in bed, the wall on the opposite side of our restroom. Again, we never gave it

much thought. If it wasn't the squirrel, it was probably the plumbing.

Well we soon took care of the squirrel infestation, with shotguns and BB guns. We'd

post up outside, near their entrance into the attic, and any squirrels we saw coming

in or out, or even in the general vicinity of the roof at all, got a rude awakening.

Sorry if this offends anyone, but we live out in the country of northern Texas.

Rodents are plentiful out here and there isn't much compassion for them. Needless

to say the squirrels learned and quit coming around. We patched their entrance into

the house. Problem solved, right? Not exactly. The knocking continued! It was an

everyday thing! After awhile we'd joke, you know, "What if it is a ghost, oooohh,

scaryyy." It got to the point that when we heard a knock, my boyfriend would knock

right back. That was it though, it was never anything more than that... Until about

five months ago, I'd say, maybe more. Things just started getting odd.

I was doing the laundry once. I had just put a load of clothes in the dryer, closed the

door, and turned it on. I began walking away when I heard the dryer door pop back

open. That was weird, I thought. I've never had that happen to me before. I told my

boyfriend about it and he agreed it was odd. We're rational people though, so I

concluded that the dryer was simply too full, and once it started tumbling the clothes