“I moved in with a boyfriend about a year ago into this older house off a main highway. This house had only had three previous owners so it’s not that old. It’s located about two hundred yards from the local graveyard just up the road, but I thought nothing of it.
After the first two months of staying there, I started noticing strange things going on. For example, I would toss something into the kitchen trashcan and the next time I would walk by the trashcan it would be a foot away from the wall when it’s normally right up against it. Another example, the spare bedroom door was always closed since it was just my boyfriend and I. However, there would be times when out of the corner of my eye I would see (down the main hall) the spare bedroom door open, sometimes cracked and sometimes just wide open!
By the fourth month I started having these really odd dreams, not really nightmares but I definitely remembered them the next day. The dreams continued for months and got to the point where I would just wake up and go watch TV until I passed out again. I’ve never experienced these things before, but I eventually forgot about them until recently.
I’m always on my computer, and my boyfriend always jokes about me “being popular” because I’m constantly typing away whenever I’m on Facebook or on my blog. So anyway, one night I went on a online sweepstakes binge and stayed up on the computer until two in the morning. I ended up passing out in my seat and didn’t realize I had until I woke up to a typing sound. At first, I thought I was having a dream. I visualized being in my moms’ office, but when I opened my eyes and looked around I realized I was in my living room, awake. After a couple minutes of rubbing my eyes, I still heard the typing sound and when I looked at my keyboard nothing was moving and the monitor was off. I shook my mouse to rouse the computer and as soon as the screen came on the typing noise stopped. I thought that was strange, but I got up and went to bed anyway.
A couple hours after I had gone to bed, I randomly woke up. I looked at my cable box and the time was 5:30 a.m. I looked over at my boyfriend who was lightly snoring and then looked back up at the ceiling and closed my eyes. A few minutes had gone by and I was still awake just lying in the bed with my left arm draped over the side. All of the sudden, I felt licking on my left hand, like a dog giving me kisses, and I went with it thinking I was dreaming since we don’t have a dog. I laid there in calmness until a I felt a slight pain on top of my hand, like I had been scratched, so I got up, turned on the light, and there was nothing there. I woke my boyfriend up and told him what had just happened, but of course he made a joke saying I’m probably possessed (since he absolutely does not believe in the paranormal) and turned back over.
I went to go use the bathroom and while I was sitting on the toilet I felt a drop on my thigh and when I looked down it was blood. It was a nose-bleed. Out of all my 21 years of living, I’ve NEVER had a nose bleed! Needless to say, I didn’t go back to sleep that night and when my boyfriend finally got up to go to work that morning he sat down on the couch next to me and asked what I had done to my left hand. I was like, “what?”, and when I looked down there was a two-inch long light colored scratch on of of my hand. Weird, right? The strangest thing to this story is that two weeks ago my boyfriend caved and got me the puppy I had been asking for and since the pup has been here there’s been no more strange occurrences.”
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