Sleeping with a Ghost
My parents bought a wonderful house not to long ago for an out of this world price…. because someone was murdered here. Now, I know that would freak most people out, but for some reason this house seems really warm and inviting. All except for one room, which happens to be the one I am sleeping in. Now most people, including Matt, don’t really feel bothered by this room, but those who are sensitive at all seem to avoid this room completely. I happen to be a bit of an empath, but decided that I will put all mixed feelings aside and sleep there… also, I’m a little creepy myself, so why not? I am perfectly fine in there during the day, but at night it is a whole different story. As soon as it gets dark I begin to feel like I am being watched. I crawl into bed and hide deep under the covers as I get comfortable for bed. But the first two nights sleep doesn’t really come. I toss and turn all night, and though I do technically sleep, I awake feeling drained and exhausted. The third night I was worn out, so I brought in the softest pillow I could find and cozied up. I actually slept all night, but I had the most horrifically violent dreams. Now, I am one to have a nightmare periodically, but I am of the rare breed who actually enjoys them a little, but these were just messed up. In one of them I put a sheet over someone’s face and hit them repeatedly with a blunt object until blood and bone flew all across the room. In another I watched someone be injected with god knows what and convulse and die from an overdose. In another I was drugged and being pursued by people trying to violently gang rape me while crawling across glass. What the hell? So the next morning I got up and took a shower to wash those images away. But for some reason I felt horribly creeped out in the shower. It was as if I was expecting someone or something to crawl up from the drain and pull me back down with them. The shower was cut short when the hot water suddenly shut off (only for this faucet) and I quickly rinsed my hair and got out of there. Now, this is what I have learned in the past few days.
The previous owner lived here with her boyfriend until he murdered her, wrapped her up in plastic and hid her body for 10 days. People are unsure where exactly he hid her, but it is one of two places: In bed in the room that I am sleeping in or in the bathtub where I showered. Creepy, eh?
So last night I turned down sleeping in any other room to see if my poor sleeping was just a fluke or not, and I don’t think it is. About every 45 minutes or so I would suddenly shoot up in bed and stare straight ahead for no reason. ALL NIGHT LONG. It was really bizarre as it wasn’t as if I was afraid whenever I shot up, but as if I had no control over my body whatsoever. I really don’t mind sleeping in there, but I refuse to shower in that bathroom and I already have a bit of a fear of showers (movies that always have someone hiding in there, Grudge with the fingers in her hair, Arachnophobia with the spiders coming out of the shower head, Psycho with the butchering) as it is a very vulnerable place, but something about this shower really bothers me. I could spend all day in the rest of the bathroom, but that shower gives me the chills.
Anyway, my friend is going to come over to bless the house as I believe the room is imprinted/ has residual haunting. Now, imprints are kind of reminiscent of a traditional haunting, except no spirit is present. It’s more like whenever a really horrible thing happens somewhere the feelings stay with that environment to be replayed over and over again. I think that being murdered and left for 10 days is something horrendous enough to imprint this room. Hopefully by smudging the room (burning sage to clear the room) along with some blessings and what not will do the trick.
I am sure I sound like a total whack job, but I’m one of those people who are really sensitive to their environment, so often times I show signs of being a psychic or having connections to the paranormal. Examples of this would be that until the age of 2, I was the exact replica of my mother’s aunt who had passed away, so much so that my mother truly believed I was her aunt reincarnated. This could be because I have died a few times in life; one of those times being when I was 5 days old, which could have left me more sensitive than others. Another example would be that anytime someone is being given a psychic reading and I am somewhere in the vicinity, my energy is picked up by the psychic, which can be extremely annoying. If a group of friends are playing with an Ouija board and I am there, I am almost always spoken about or to no matter who is playing. I often know when something bad is going to happen and on several occasions I have felt the need to call someone only to pick up the phone to find that they are on the other line, though it did not ring for either of us. I am generally classified as Empathetic, which is someone who can perceive the needs or emotions of someone else or quite literally take on the feelings and emotions of another. I am that person who has the itch to call you only to find out that you really needed someone to talk to. I’ve recently become a lot less empathetic as honestly, it gets annoying and exhausting to be in-tuned with everyone else’s emotions to the point of taking them on. If a friend is having a problem, I take on their pain as my own, and at times I do the same with movies, which can really be conflicting and depressing. So, honestly, I am taking a selfish break from empathy as I want to focus more on me than what bothers everyone else. I know there is a chance of a “use it or lose it” situation, but I need a break.
Anyway, back to the story! I’m staying in an imprinted room, and though Matt is sleeping soundly, I am not, but for some reason I can not switch rooms as I am being drawn to stay there. I’m leaving in 3 days, so why not just stay there. Perhaps the dead and I can solve this case as it has yet to hit the justice system. After all, it only happened a year ago, so the events are still fresh and thriving in this environment.
Hope you sleep well, and maybe there will be more to this story…
