haunted's Journal (original) (raw)

[	mood	|	cold	]

alright. the last time i posted i was still living in my old house, with things that went bump in the night and someone who turned my bathtub faucet on and off. i have since moved into a smaller, cozier house, where it's just me and the felines. or so i thought for the first month that i lived there.

everything started out normal enough i guess. no crazy noises, my water stayed off, and the cats didn't stare into space. now, the things that are happening are slightly out of my experiance.

it began with the window in my bedroom. i moved into the house in late august, early september, so it was still warm enough outside to leave my windows open during the night. one night, i was laying in bed, around 2 a.m. and i started hearing these noises coming from the window. like something was standing outside of the window, pressing against the screen, watching me. of course, i couldn't see anything, but i watched the window for a bit and it stopped. every night this went on, until it got to the point where i actually starting to wonder if someone WAS peeking in my window. i don't know if it was paranoia or if something really was going on. all i know is that the weather got colder, and i don't hear or feel anything that has to do with the window anymore.

the next thing that happened was stranger. as i said before, the house that i moved into is smaller than my last one. and by smaller i mean, it's freakin' tiny. and not only that, it leans. the whole house is slightly tilted. so the room that i made my bedroom is at the back of the house and just big enough for my bed, my dresser (which is at the foot of my bed), and a shelving unit for my alarm clocks and stereo. so while i was deciding where to situate everything, i realized that i was going to have to put my dresser at the end of my bed because of the was that the house leaned. this way it leaned IN to the was as opposed to away from it. ok. so i went to bed one night and everything was fine. i suppose i should mention that i sleep like the happy dead, unless there is a strange noise, and then i wake up instantly. anyways, i wake up in the morning, stumble into the bathroom, and come back into my room to get ready for work. i put my glasses on (i'm blind as a bat without them) and turn around for quite a shock. laying there at the foot of my bed is my dresser, completly tipped over, laying on top of the drawers. none of the clothes were spilled out. there is no way one of the cats could have tipped it over. and there is NO way i could have slept through it falling. slightly creepy, but i can deal with it.

now the last thing that happened was stranger yet. same situation as above, only this time when i woke up, all of the drawers from my dresser were on the floor and the dresser itself was standing upright, as if nothing had happened. like i said, it leans INTO the wall, so i know it's not the tilt of the house. and while i'm used to ghostly activity, this is pretty blatant.

the only other thing to really mention is that until i moved into this house, i wasn't able to recall any of my dreams. aside from the occasional nightmare, my dreams were locked in my subconcious. a friend has made the suggestion that i'm not ready to remember them, as most of them are extremly messed up. since i've moved into the house, i've had more nightmares in the last few months than i can remember having in the last five years. it's not that i feel like something is taking over and giving me these dreams, or something is trying to hurt me. i don't know. perhaps it's time for me to remember them. or perhaps whatever is in this house is forcing me to face it. i don't have any idea.

anyways, that's it for now.