This is more of a rant then anything else, but advice or a fresh take on the issue is always welcome. When I read stories like these on ats before , I
must admit that I mostly thought that ppl where making it up or imagining things, now I'm writing a story just like that and I can't blame anyone
for thinking that it's made up. I assure you that I'm not imagining any of this.
It did become a rather long rant so I hope your in the mood for reading.
The last four years things are happening that I can't deny anymore. I don't have it in my nature to be paranoid, but lately, I'm not only paranoid,
I'm freaking out! Even my husband can't deny any longer that weird things are happening, subtle things, but strange. He used to say that I have an
overactive imagination, now he must reconsider that ....
In my livingroom I have a closet with a glass door (I'm not sure how you call those in English). Inside it are all kinds of artifacts that I've
collected since I was 17 years old, all of occult or spiritual nature. Among it are little statues of witches, Buddha's, pharaohs', Chinese
dragons... hangers with crosses, ankh's, pentagrams and other symbols... some tarot cards, birth and death cards, items that belonged to my brother,
who died in 2007, it even has a few wooden boxes with voodoo dolls in them and a ceremonial dagger. Some candles and essence. It's a nice mix of
cultures and beliefsystems that I came across on my path.
That closet is like a shrine to me, everything in it is of some kind of value: either emotional or money-wise. Both my husband and my daughter know
NOT to touch it and they don't. I'm 100% sure that they don't.
So 4 years back I started noticing that inside the closet things started to 'move around'. I know exactly where everything is and when it moves just
an inch I notice it. Sometimes items would go missing or moved outside the closet. This would happen twice a month, sometimes once every 4 months,
but it always goes on and it still does. My husband used to laugh when I said things changed place again.
I started to wonder who kept doing that.
In my bedroom I have a safebox which is always locked with a key and a nr combination. Inside it are my rare or old books: a bible from the 16th
century, an Italian book from the 14th century dealing with the occult (which I never read because I don't know Italian) and some random books.
My brother gave me the books, he said he found them on the attic of an abandoned house in the middle of the city. It were about 60 books in total of
which I sold most to an antique shop.
About two years ago they suddenly where gone. There where never signs of a break in, in fact I have no idea when they where taken, I just notice they
where gone one day.
Who took the books? No one knew I even had them or where I kept them.
6 months ago, when I wanted to call my sis on her cellphone, I noticed that her nr was torn out of my phonebook. weird. I told her about it and she
was like "who would want my nr?" She never received strange calls or anything.
I bought a new phone book. A few weeks later I notice that her nr is torn out of it again. I'm starting to be suspicious of my husband and my child
and I have questioned them about it again and again, they keep reassuring me that it wasn't them.
Today, I take my phonebook, which is the 3rd one I bought in 6 months. Her nr was torn out of it again!
I admit that my first reaction was an overreaction, I freaked out.
I sat down with hubby and daughter and we talked about this... I have no reason to suspect them, I'm sure of that.
So the conclusion is that someone who doesn't live here must have done it. But why? And if someone does come in our house on a regular basis then why
does he or she never take valuable items? Sometimes there is money just lying on our table, we always have money in the house, large amounts from my
husbands store that he didn't bring to the bank yet, etc...
Either way, I'm putting another lock in tomorrow.
I used to have a friend who was like a teacher to me. He used to tell me that "everyone likes to be special and important, mostly in occult and
spiritual environments ppl tend to believe that they are special or chosen, etc.... but the truth is that there is nothing special about you (or me)
and that it is just wishful thinking."
I see a lot of that here on ATS btw
Anyway, I tend to keep that in mind: there is nothing special about me and I have nothing that anyone or anything wants from me. I have no special
gifts or anything that may draw attention.
In truth, I really really don't. But I'm still paranoid as hell at this moment.
So I start to overthink my past. I has been 'colorful' to say the least. I have moved around in circles that I probably shouldn't have: occult,
cultish, even satanic... although I don't regret anything, it where all learning opportunities.
But that was another life, things are way different now, my kid wasn't even born then and I didn't even met my husband.
In that past I have met people who had 'stories'. About certain agencies. Some said to had contact with 'them', others said to be 'hunted' by
them. I never really knew if I should believe it all or not and I always tended towards not believing. They also told me how to recognize them (which
I'm not spilling here). If I take that into consideration then yes, I see it, but it could be coincidence or imagination.
as I sit here writing and pondering on if I'm actually going to post this or better don't,
one more thing:
I'm writing about myself here, but everything I mentioned about my past, my sister was there with me, we kinda walked our paths together (and still
do). She also has the same kind of things going on at her house, missing and misplaced things, signs that someone went through her things, etc... and
it's also only the things that have to do with spirituality or the occult that are messed with.
I'm looking for similar experiences, ideas, clues,...
because at this point I'm clueless and paranoid, for the first time in my life I'm actually paranoid, (lol, that's kinda funny for me). There is
nothing special about me is slowly becoming a mantra.
sorry to bore you all with the long post