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Kristen
Posted Jun 6, 2007 10:14 PM
A few years ago I was living with my friend in an apartment and I had a little puppy. At night when my friend was out and I was at home alone, I would lay on the couch and watch t.v. The dining room would be behind me. Every once in a while my puppy would stare into the dining room and bark. When I looked back I could see nothing, not even a little bug. One time at night I woke up and as soon as I looked to my right I noticed a small cloaked creature run and disappeared right into the wall. I new I wasn't asleep because my dreams are always very hazy and this was very clear. So clear that I could see the pattern in the cloak. From then on I slept on one of our couches. A few weeks later my friend came running out of her room in a screaming panic because she saw something. She was very freaked out. She said she woke up and there was a sort of cerature on the end of her bed that looked like a 2 or 3 foot tree trunk with tentacles that moved very slowly and slapped against the bed. She threw the blanket over it and that's when she got me. I went in to check it out and she was so scared that she wouldn't come in with me. I flipped the blanket over and it wasn't there. She, from then on, also slept in the living room. All I can think of is at that time we were reading a lot of the Bible and prophecy books and something was trying to detur us. I don't know. I know many times when I was in the bathroom of that same apartment I would see something white pass by the doorway.
One other thing happened to me last year. I am living with my boyfriend now and last year when he worked nights strange things would happen when I was home alone. On a friday night around 10 pm (This happened several Friday nights in a row at 10pm) my dog would stare at the ceiling between the dining room and the kitchen. Then he would bark uncontrollably and I couldn't get him to stop. I would get scared and leave. This happened several times. One time my dog was sitting in my lap and his head started moving back and forth and he was staring as if something was being waved in front of his face. I left and didn't come home until my boyfriend did. I told him that I think there are some ghosts that are taunting my dog for fun. So one day I looked up at the ceiling and said, "Quit messing with my dog! You are scaring me!" I haven't heard from them since. |
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