About 8 PM, everybody was upstairs. I was on my phone for about 20 minutes and I went downstairs to go take a piss (i am a female.)
I have OCD so I do this ritual which makes me take time in the bathroom.
While I was sitting on the toilet seat, I somehow just expected the lights to turn off even though I didn't.
I just felt like it would happen but DIDN'T really expect it.
I finished and was holding the bum spray to wash my feet.
Then it did. The lights turned off. The whole subdivision's lights was turned off. Every house, street lights.
I literally had a panic attack and right when the lights turned off, I sat on the bathroom floor covering my eyes with my hands while still clunching the bum spray.
I was rethinking what happened and planning my next move.
I quickly dropped the bum spray and tried to open the door. I tried to make out where the lock was (it was diy lock so it wasn't in the door knob.)
After about 7 seconds, I finally found the lock and tried to open it.
It was so hard to open so I pushed the door (like what i always do) and then open the lock.
After 3 tries, I successfully opened it.
(Our living room, dining table, and kitchen was in one area. When you would go out of the restroom, you would face the dining table.)
It was pitch black. I was scared and almost started crying but I held back my tears.
I'm scared of the dark, ya know...
I walked near the walls trying to make my way with my eyes closed (honestly i don't know if my eyes were closed since it was pitch black.)
I finally found the couch and sat on it with my feet up on the couch, covering my eyes with my hands. I sat there for 3 minutes, I assume...
I was thinking. I was hoping somebody would come downstairs and help me out so I can finally go upstairs.
I was making a petition whether I should make a run for the stairs because the couch is below the stairs.
I knew I'd just trip and fall but I can't be so sure.
I didn't do it though.
I heard voices upstairs but I couldn't make out what they were saying then I heard a door creak open.
Somebody finally came outside and started flashing the lights on top of the stairs (i saw that in the reflection of the TV or the phone lights were just too bright.)
My grandpa was making his way downstairs while flashing the lights in the living room.
I quickly put my feet on the ground and sat straight on the couch so I wouldn't look like a coward.
I come from a family that isn't afraid of the dark.
My grandpa was downstairs and asked me if it was brownout and in my head I said "obviously." I told him "yes" and went upstairs.
He was still downstairs fixing food and putting them in the fridge (i dunno.)
I was in my room and grabbed my phone and started making a "vlog." I didn't upload it but I do have a YouTube channel.
My phone has a light lense in front camera (i know, i'm lucky, jk.)
I was recording my room while staring at my phone screen.
I saw something white and straight on thought it was an orb (spiritual elements.)
It was big. I just ignored it because I didn't want to creep myself out.
I was recording myself standing in front of the mirror and just talking.
I finished recording and decided if I watch the video or no.
I didn't. I was also thinking about whether I should publish it because if yes, something bad might happen to me (i'm just delusional. well, basically ghosts showing up.)
I'm 99% sure I don't have a third eye. I only had it when I was young.
I decided to sit on my sister's bed on the edge near the window because my teddy bear was facing at me while lying on my bed (it was in that position before.)
I just continued to flash my lights at my teddy bear because the room was dark and I'm scared of my teddy bear.
I just wanted to watch it.
I tried to ignore it but I couldn't. Those big black plastic reflecting eyes.
The lights reflected in it's eyes.
I watched my neighbors from the window. I could see my neighbor's terrace and them (our house and they're terrace is pretty close.)
They were just flashing lights and the dad was talking to his friend below (basically the father of his little daughter's friends.)
I could hear them a little bit.
I sat on my sister's bed for a while (she was trying to fall asleep because there's no wifi.)
I finally thought of watching my downloads in YouTube.
I was watching a video for a minute or two and the lights finally turned back on.
I could hear my neighbor's kids shout "yay" happily.
I went back to my bed.
Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to watch the video.
I had 3 videos of the vlog so I forgot which video it was.
I found it and skipped the video to the area I was recording and where I saw the orb.
I could see many white floating (dust? orbs? maybe about 6 of them?)
I didn't find the big one though. I will try rewatching the video again to see if I can find the one that I saw while I was recording.
Note: The orb that I saw while I was recording was near the camera lense and I'm sure it was an orb but I can't be so sure. Our house is blessed (2018) and so is my teddy bear purposely blessed by the priest.
By March?, I started fearing my teddy and I don't know why. It just gives me negative/scary vibes. I no longer sleep with it beside me but near my legs and facing the wall.
Should we bless it every year? Comment your thoughts and suggestions.
I hope you enjoyed this long story of mine. 👻
Once again, xPinktasticx ♡
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