Growing up my mom was traditional for most of my life. By traditional I mean the roles men and women traditionally took in the household during the 60s and 70s. During that era, it was very common for women to be a stay at home housewife. Families could actually afford to have only one parent work as long as that one parent had a stable, steady job. My father was in construction and used to be a contractor but lost his license years before simply because he chose not to maintain all the requirements it took to hold a license. Not having a license meant my father had to be the low bidder on all jobs. He gave up his contractor license when I was about 10 years old and, after that there was never steady income. Sometimes we had a lot of money for necessities and even some luxuries and, at times, we couldn't afford necessities. So my mom worked periodically through my growing up years. But, when we moved, my mom returned to being a stay at home housewife.
Although things happened all the time when I would come home from school it felt less threatening when others were in the house. My mom did not have that luxury. During the week, it was just her and my little sister home alone in the house. It should have come as no surprise, after we had only lived there a few weeks, my mom refused to stay there alone during the day. When I asked her at the time she said it was because they only had the one car so with dad gone all day she didn't have a way to go anywhere. If she went with him to my aunt's she could take the car when she needed to. It seemed logical. I was worried though because dad often arrived home after I was already home from school. And I wasn't comfortable at all being home alone either.I expressed my concern about being alone to my mom and dad and they both assured me they would be sure to be home before I was. My dad was a "just a drink after work" kind of guy so I had my doubts that would happen. And, as I could have predicted, they were often not home when I got back. When I called them they would say they were leaving any minute. And minutes would sometimes become hours.
Years later I found out why my mom made that seemingly sudden decision to no longer stay at home for hours alone during the day when my dad was at work and I was at school. She didn't tell me the truth back then because she didn't want to scare me even more than I already was. My youngest sister would have been about five. A five year old does not feel like a lot of protection. Seriously though a five year old is another person to protect meaning you are responding to all the crazy occult stuff and then whatever paranormal stuff is going on, all by yourself.
When mom was there alone during the day she said she would put something up, very deliberately in a location and then later she would find it in a completely random and bizarre place. Like you put your ring in your jewelry box, the one you wear all the time, and when you go back to get it. It's not there. Did I misplace it? But then, several days or maybe weeks later, you find it in the medicine cabinet. Or you put your coffee mug in the cupboard and later find it down in the dirt in the basement. It is not unusual to misplace things. People do it all the time. And things can even be misplaced in weird places. But, those weird places are used because you were doing something and temporarily put the thing down and forgot to grab it. When you find it later you think "oh that's right I was doing the laundry and set it up on that shelf." That is not what I mean by weird places. I mean places you yourself would not put the thing even if you misplaced it. Like you hadn't been on the back landing in weeks, but your glasses go missing, and you go outside for a second and find your glasses out there.
Mom also said she also found doors and cupboards she shut back open. Like you shut all the cupboards in the kitchen then you leave the room and come back and they are all open. Or you shut the door to the bathroom only to walk back by and it is open. I had that happen as well. Nearly everyone in that house had it happen. We even had it happen when we were together. So it wasn't like it only happened when people were alone. Whatever it was didn't care if there was one person or ten people who would have things moved and doors opened on them.
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