BLOG #3

Patrick Sanderson

Third Blog

January 29, 2012

            I have had a few experiences in my life that have given me reason to believe in spirits. I believe in both good and evil spirits. When I was young I had a couple of things happen that made me skeptical but it wasn’t until my dad moved in the house we live in now that I knew for sure.

            When I was 14, my dad built a house in Covington. We built it on top of where an old plantation use to stand. He and my step mom also filled it with furniture that they got overseas. This house has a lot of really old things it in that have a lot of history. I have every reason to believe that this house is haunted. I have had countless experiences where I have heard or seen something that was not normal. For example, I have had my cell phone thrown at my wall before when I was the only one home. I’ve also ran out of the house before because I heard whispering and things moving around down stairs when I was the only one home.

            I’m not the only one that has had the weird things happen. My sister and brother have both also had their own experiences. My parents are in denial, but I think its so they don’t scare my little brothers. They can’t sleep in their own rooms as it is.

            It hard for me to tell if these spirits are evil or not. At this point, I’ve lived there long enough that I’m at peace with it. I don’t get afraid or run out the house anymore. It could be because we have learned to coexist.

The only “evil” things I’ve ever had happen to me, happened when I would sleep. I would get these dreams where I couldn’t move, like I was paralyzed. But it wasn’t really a dream because I wasn’t seeing anything and it was like right when I would doze off. I would know what was happening but I couldn’t move at all and I would have the sense that there was someone in the room with me. Sometimes it felt like I was being held down. It would go on for minutes at a time and when I would finally break out of it, I would be afraid to go back to sleep because I didn’t want it to happen again. I’ve also been woken up out of a deep sleep by the feeling that I had been slapped in the face. It wouldn’t hurt like a slap but I would get the sensation that something pushed my face forcefully. I haven’t had any of the dreams, or nightmares, in a couple years. I believe it had something to do with the house because I wouldn’t have these dreams anywhere else.

It’s hard to explain what these things can be but I fully believe they are some kind of spirit that was left on the property or came with the old furniture in our house. I’m happy to say that the worst is over and I get along with my ghostly friends now.