Our Nightmares

When I lived in my house (most of my life) I would have the most horrific, evil, realistic nightmares at least once a week. It always involved somebody (usually Nadja) getting locked in a bedroom. We'd take the door knobs and hinges off and the doors still wouldn't open. I'd flip the light switches on and nothing would happen. I'd have dreams of being possessed, of my family members being possessed, just horrible, horrible dreams! Well, one day after nadja had gotten married and moved out we were talking about the nightmares we would have living in that house. I sarted to tell her how I'd have dreams of her getting locked in either her room or my room and how it didn't matter what we did, the doors would not open for anything. It always involved her looking throught the doorknob hole crying "get me out of here" and my mom and I trying to pry the door open in any way we can think of and it wont budge! When I said this her face turned pale. She always had the exact same dream! The thought really, really freaked us out! Like I said, these dreams occured once a week, at least....It made us wonder, were we really dreaming? Our dreams were so realistic, we still cant be sure if it really was just a dream or not...

GGGGGGGGGgggrrrrrrr!

In one of my earlier posts I was talking about one time when I was younger, getting that feeling that something really, really horrible was about to happen. This was it!

It was a Sunday afternoon. My mom needed me to go into my bedroom to get her sizzors. I really didnt want to and even tried to refuse, but I went anyway. I walked into my room and got this horrible feeling.. The room was a little darker than normally (it was a sunny day, with no overcast). I just got the feeling of you need to get out NOW! I kept walking and the deeper I got into my room, the stronger the feeling got! My dresser was kitty corner in the room and the sizzors were ontop of it. As I approached my dresser the little hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I heard a distinct growl come from behind my dresser. It didnt sound like a cat or dog growl, it was a really mennacing, evil growl. In sunday school that day we learned a little saying that you can say to get evil to leave. I said it and the room brightened up, and I walked out of the room. I found it so strange that something would happen on the day that we had the lesson in Sunday school.

Three Musketeers

My sister Nadja had "The Three Musketeers" sound track that she often listened to. Well, everytime one of the scores would start playing the cd case would fly across the room. One time her cheerleader friends were at the house getting ready for a football game. Brook "Pulsipher" Redd was in Nadja's room by herself getting "pretty" and the soundtrack was playing at the time. Everybody was either in the bathroom, or living room. Out of Nadja's room you heard a loud crash then a blood curddling scream. Brook high tailed it out of the bedroom, pale as a ghost and Nadja says, "oh, something I forgot to tell you.... My ghost doesn't like that song. Everytime it plays the cd case flies across the room." It was funny how casually Nadja said it.

Broken Doll Without Batteries.

I feel like alot of these stories start out the same, when I was a little girl... Alot of my stories take place when I was younger.

One morning, I think it was either a Saturday or a Sunday. My mom needed either Lara or I to go into our bedroom to get something that she needed. At this point of time, things were really scary and really "active" and Lara and I weren't even sleeping in our room at this time. We refused to go in there for any other reason other than to grab our clothes and get out. So, of course we fought over who was going to go into the bedroom because niether of us wanted to go, and of course, me being the oldest lost by default... I walk in there, walk to where the item needed was turn around to walk back out and a doll that I had would giggle, walk, and crawl, was laying on her face and clearly had no batteries because her back was open and I could see there were no batteries. Well, she started to giggle. I then got goosebumps and the little hairs on the back of my neck stood strait up and I booked it out of there as fast as I could! Stuff like this happened often. I'll leave those for another day, another story :)

Look Who's Six Months Old And Teething!

This sweet little boy is six months old today! I really cant believe that he's already that old and in only six more months he'll be 1! It's really crazy to me!

His tricks are....

Rolling from back to front.

Raspberries.

cooing.

smiling.

laughing.

lifting head when on tummy.

He is such a happy little baby! He's always SO happy, which makes life so easy! We sure do love this little dude!

The Soccer Playing "Thing"...

One morning when I was little (things in the house was pretty crazy at this time) my sisters and I were all asleep and my mom was in the kitchen doing dishes as she often was early Saturday morning. My sister Lara played alot of sports so there were often soccer, basket, and volley balls laying around the house. While my mom was washing the dishes she noticed Lara's soccer ball move on its own. She got angry and started yelling at what ever it was that moved the ball saying "i'm so sick of you scaring my kids" and as she's yelling the ball starts moving as if somebody were dribbling it between their feet, then she says "I've had it! You have to go!" and the ball is kicked so hard (by nothing that she can see) it flies down the hallway hits the end closet and rolls back into the foyer. She was so scared and angry at this point she called our bishop to come give our house a blessing. He did, when he got there he made a coment on how dark our house felt and how "evil it felt". He performed a blessing and our house was quite for a while, but it never stayed that way for more than a few months....

The Early Years

Something that happened while my parents were still married. I cant remember how old I was, but I know I was under seven years of age. Either my mom or my dad had a broken leg. I cant remember which one, but there was one of those reclining lawn chairs in our living room because it was comfortable and easy for who ever it was to get out of. My sister Lara and I were sleeping in the living room for some reason. We all went to bed that night and Lara and I woke up around the same time and we both saw the same thing. It appeered that there was somebody, what looked like was in a full body cast, sitting in the lawn chair and it looked like almost a nurse sitting on a stool next to the chair. Of course my sister and I start crying and calling for our parents. Mom and Dad came in told us it was just our eyes playing tricks on us and we needed to go back to bed. Lara and I got calmed down, my parents went back to bed and they tuned off the lights and there was nothing there, so Lara and I went back to sleep. I woke up a few hours later and saw the same thing, a person in a full body cast and a nurse sitting next to him. I closed my eyes quickly and tried not to open them for ANYTHING because I knew I'd eventually fall asleep. I did and all was good.