Showing posts with label attacked by ghost. Show all posts
Showing posts with label attacked by ghost. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

The Demon Face - The Things In My Haunted House that Scare Me the Most, Part 1

So, the other day, my Colleen asked me what was it about the house that used to scare me the most. Good question, especially since it seemed like we were always living in a state of heightened fear and awareness. So, I'm going to tell you the things that would bring tears of fear to my eyes, and make my heart pound straight out of my chest. 

Now, I really have to qualify all this, because I'm not a chicken. I don't freak out about the slightest thing. I watch the scariest movies without flinching, and ghost shows are a rainy afternoon - or sunny for that matter - past time. I eat this stuff for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I am not afraid of stuff.
What is this??? Scary! Found it on Pinterest, the site link is here


Tuesday, September 8, 2015

It Didn't Happen to Us... But it Happened to Our Guests. The Demon Haunting Affected our Loved Ones

So, today I want to talk about some of the really creepy stuff that has happened to our guests. I've been writing this and thinking, wow, that wasn't so scary. I mean, things happened kind of slowly, and while we did get pretty good at ignoring a lot of it, it was kind of a slow, steady scare. Like you're always in a heightened state of awareness. You just always know that there is something there, breathing down your neck, reading your thoughts and dreams. I guess it's a little like living in a fish bowl. Uncomfortable, but not something you can't get used to.

Okay, so I've felt this a million times... Photo link
Some of our guests, however, weren't so lucky to get out of the situation with a slow scare. Some of them were freaked out - big time.

Kaitlyn (I'm changing her name) and Fred (I know, that's lame too...)

So, my oldest daughter's friend and her ex-boyfriend decided to come to visit. They said it would be cool to see Nashville, and it would be fun to see my daughter. My husband and I are pretty strict about sleeping arrangements - yes we're old school - so Fred slept upstairs, and Kaitlyn slept in my oldest daughter's room.