Friday, September 12, 2008

Our other visitor...or perhaps a PO?


So. Back to the beyond thing...

Well. I was pretty sleepy, so this is a far from definitive sighting. Not sure how much of a believer or non-believer I am. I did have what I decided was a ghost in another house I lived in. That one rummaged through our kitchen drawers at night. This one still freaked me out, though.

I've had some tooth pain lately and been generally a bit under the weather. I woke up a few nights ago at about 1:30 for no reason. Perhaps my tooth was throbbing, but I certainly didn't wake up thinking I was in pain.

After sitting there awake for a few minutes, I thought I heard knocking at the front door. I decided to wait a few more minutes, just in case someone was there, then go check on the front of the house-- I'd left the living room light on and wasn't sure if the porch light was off, that sort of thing. When I got to the front door, I could see out of the corner of my eye a flash of a little girl looking in the front door window, cupping her hands over her eyes to see inside, like she was on tiptoes. But she wasn't there. Of course I jumped and double-checked the chain, and ran back to bed.

Every time I put my head on the pillow, my tooth throbbed. When I finally started drifting off to sleep, laughter woke me up.

And here's where it gets really silly. For a while now, when I sit in bed working on my laptop, I think I see out of the corner of my eye a child-sized figure walking from kitchen to bathroom. Of course nothing's there when I look and the kiddo is usually gone or in bed when that happens. When I was working on the house by myself before we moved in, I also often thought I saw someone at the front door, but of course nothing was there. I've blamed all of these things on lighting, reflections, and my own bad eyesight.

But after this week, I'm reevaluating. After the laughter woke me up, I needed to pee. But I was afraid that the ghost I'd just made extra sure was locked out was the same ghost that walks from kitchen to bathroom! What if she couldn't get back in? She was bound to be pissed!

Luckily Adam woke up and went to the bathroom, so I sheepishly got up then.

As I said, I've been in some pain (though no pain killers that night!) and was terrifically sleepy. I also have a wild imagination and worrisome mind.

But things definitely got a little unreal around the house this week.

5 comments:

Oliver's Bungalow said...

Thanks, Amalie. I just love a good ghost tale. Now I have goosebumps all over. Oh, I wouldn't have been able to get back to sleep that night if it were me. Of course, we have nothing of the sort here at Oliver's Bungalow, and I'm sure if we did Oli would "protect" me from it.
-Christine

Amalie said...

While I tried to get back to sleep, one of the cats curled up with me; all I could think of was that movie Cat's Eye and that she wasn't really going to steal my breath-- she was going to protect me!

I was realllllly sleepy.

Jennifer said...

~shiver~ how interesting! I think there is definitely something to that!

Melinda said...

Spooky, even for a non-believer; although I think I have just convinced myself not to believe because if ghosts were to exist, I am sure they would be all over my house. Shiver...

Green Fairy said...

These are my favorite kind of old-house tales! *Shiver*

A little-girl ghost sounds sweet, not as scary as the ones at The Devil Queen or as irritating as my own smoking ghost!