Sleep Paralysis or Something Else?

I have always believed in an after life. I have not always believed that our two worlds intersect. Not until November of 2005 when I received a very real visit from someone who had passed away five months earlier.

Last night, I had quite the experience. It's bothered me all day today. Last night, at 4:00 a.m. Ms. Grace climbed into bed with me. She always says she's scared, but can't tell me why she's scared. This happens nearly every night. I have always thought it was odd, because when Faith was in that room she woke up every night too. We moved her to the bigger room when Gracie was born and Faith has slept through the night ever since. I always suspected there was something in that particular room making things uncomfortable. We have all felt cold spots in the doorway of that room.

Sheyenne and I have also had experiences in the living room. We both had the same experience; neither of us told the other until months later when the family was talking about the energy they felt in my house. Sheyenne and I were laying on the same couch, at separate times, and felt someone scratch the crown of our heads. When we turn around, there is no one there. It was not sinister, creepy yes, sinister no. We chalked it up to Pap or Uncle Billy paying us a visit. But now, I'm starting to really wonder. 

After Gracie crawled into bed with me, I began to drift off to sleep. But I didn't make it there. I felt like I had been confined to a straight jacket and couldn't move. I felt like something was sitting on me. I didn't hear voices, or foot steps or anything like that, I just couldn't move. Whatever was there felt angry to me. All I could think of was Grace. If I was feeling this, was she? Was someone there, who might hurt her and I really was being pinned down? I began to pray and it went away. This experience was very, very frightening.

Last weekend, I bought annointing oil for the house because I sensed that the energy in my house was turning negative. My mom blessed the house when we FIRST moved in because doors had been slamming, things were disappearing and there were cold spots in my bedroom. But now, things seem to be ramping up again and in a different way. The house feels heavy and sad.

I wondered if anyone else experienced what I did so I googled it. I found that many, many people have experienced this and worse; some hear voices, others hear laughter, footsteps, even profanity from what they characterize as a demon. Others say they have seen something crouched at their bedside.

This was a very unsettling experience. I will be annointing the house tonight for sure! I was going to wait until Saturday, when the entire family could annoint the house as a unit, but I'm going to do it tonight and then again on Saturday for good measure. I know this sounds crazy, but I swear I'm not!