posted on Mar, 2 2012 @ 02:47 AM
Okay, time for another one of my experiences....
When I was around 20 years old I took a job as a caregiver for this woman who was in her late eighties. The family needed someone to stay with her on
weekends, so I was hired. She lived in a very secluded area in the woods off the main state highway, and next to a river. The house was a very large
white two story with a wrap-around porch, large yard, and the peaceful sounds of the river flowing could be heard from the porch. I was excited to get
to work at such a lovely place. The house was probably built in the late 1880s. It had a large living room with a very large kitchen off off to the
right. The inside wasn't as nice as the outside. It was furnished in a style from the 1940s, and very dark. Straight ahead on the other end of the
living room were steps that led up to the bedrooms where I would share a separate bed in her room.
My first day there I felt like something was "off"; the atmosphere felt heavy, and I felt uneasy. That night before bedtime as we sat in the living
room I thought I heard pots and pans being moved around in the kitchen, like someone was cooking. Yet I knew there was only the two of us there. I
looked at her to see if she heard it, but apparently she didn't. I tried to brush it off, and tell myself maybe it was mice in the cupboards. I knew
it wasn't but I didn't want to freak myself out!
When she was ready to go to bed I helped her get ready, and up the stairs. She went to sleep immediately, but I had such an uneasy feeling I could
only lie there. I knew we weren't alone... I felt the presence of some invisible energy with us. After lying there maybe ten minutes I heard heavy
footsteps coming up the stairs! I thought my heart would stop! She was asleep, and I didn't want to wake her so I just closed my eyes and pulled the
cover over my head. I heard the footsteps come into the room, and then it stopped beside my bed, and I felt it standing there staring at me. Then it
walked over to the woman's bed. I never heard it leave. I must have fallen asleep at some point, but when I woke up I called the woman's daughter
and told her I was sorry, but I couldn't stay another night. I made up some excuse... don't remember what it was. After cooking her breakfast, and
doing the dishes, I was outta there as soon as her daughter showed up!
I hated to do the family that way, but I lived in fear with a ghost the first sixteen years of my life, I wasn't going to go through that again if I
had a choice! :@