Every night when my bedroom light goes out, I get to watch a "show" on my ceiling. Sometimes I see wind-blown mounds and piles of snow, and usually there's a house or country type school house toward the background. It's never nighttime there for there often are rays of pink on the snow--as of sunrise or sunset. Once I felt a little concern because the house I was seeing had such a huge amount of snow on its flat roof I was sure the weight would cave the roof in. The picture changed before that happened however. Some people had started trying to clear the snow off with shovels. I never did get back there to find out if they did okay.
This is for real. I'm not kidding. And I see these things with my eyes open or shut. Sometimes I'm moving along a country road, and the scenery is beautiful. (I'm just me and not in a car). And sometimes there's a car a little way ahead of me on the road. When I see that I always try to catch up with it. I want to pass it so I can see who is driving and if anyone else is in the car. I've come close at times but never have made it. Sometimes the car will turn off on a side road, and I can't manage to make the turn. There are other kinds of roads too. Sometimes long straight stretches with fields or farms along the way. Sometimes it's hills, steep ones occasionally. A few times I've been riding in a train. Last time that happened we went through a forest of trees all leafed out. Sometimes it's winter with just skeletal branches sort of jammed together.
The most interesting though is when I'm on a downtown sidewalk and watching cars going by--moving in both directions and NOT in a steady stream. I'm always able to see the different store fronts across the street, but I can't ever make out the names of the stores or exactly what's in the window displays. I watch people walking by and going in or out of the stores too.
This all started in the last many months--as my eye problem got worse. Next time I see Dr. Lawless I'll try to remember to ask him about it. I've always had hurting eyes on my mind every time so I forget about the "movies." For a long, long time I've seen words on walls but they keep changing before I can read more than one or two of them. No messages. I've lots of times seen music too. The words and music are in the daytime. Now, I'm also seeing huge flowering bushes on the walls. Lots prettier than the white walls with people's pictures. The colors are so beautiful. And so there it is. Do you envy me my entertainment?
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Let's hear it for eye problems! There is something positive about it after all. You are having the experience of what I had on the nights I slept with you as a child and saw real life images on your curtains. Erin saw them too, or so she says. Perhaps it is not your eyes, but your house that is the instigator in all this. Our house was always one for paranormal happenings. I hope I get to live in a real life fantasy world when I am your age, but I would probably have to move back to your house for it to happen. Does it ever get annoying and in the way of "real" life?
No. It's never annoying and never in the way of real life. I still see people who aren't really there, and sometimes they look like flesh and blood folks. Last one was a few days ago. I was sitting in the recliner reading, looked up and saw a little girl standing at the middle part of the couch. She was leaning against it a bit. Her hair was dark brown, just below her ears in length, and curled up slightly at the ends. Her eyes were dark. The dress she was wearing was light lavender with a tiny pink flower pattern. She was looking at me, smiling, and had the forefinger of her left hand against her mouth. I didn't see her legs and feet for my walker was in the way. While we looked at each other, she faded out slowly and was gone. I told Sandy about her later that day. Funny thing is, a few days after that I saw her in a group picture of kids either in a magazine or a newspaper. She wasn't dressed the same and her finger wasn't by her mouth, but otherwise, it was her. No name was listed for any of the people in the picture. I didn't even notice if it was an old-time picture or something recent. Our cat keeps seeing something or someone quite often. Kris passes it off as nothing, but Sandy and I both wonder. She doesn't act scared, but is very alert and staring at something we can't see.
Oh yeah, it isn't just this house when it comes to music on the walls. I've seen it at church too.
One more thing. Sandy took care of Kyle Saturday evening while Kris and Kyle's folks went to Cortnie's dance recital. He did okay until she carried him into the undead room while she picked up a couple of toys off a table. He took one look in that room and started crying hard. It took awhile after they left there for him to calm down. When Erin was told about it, she suddenly "saw" a very evil face. That was when she was here a few days later and we were all sitting in the kitchen. She said a quick, silent prayer for the safety of all of us staying here. It really shook her up!
Geez thanks alot for telling me that last part about the bedroom I sleep in when I am there. Now what do I do? You are not supposed to tell me scary stuff about the house, only good things. Guess you will have to trade me rooms next month when I am there!
You are nuts! For the past week Loni has been staying with us, and she sleeps in the undead room. Has no problems. She has used that room the last several times she stayed here. Sue used it too until we finally got her hospital bed moved to the living room--more convenient for those helping her. That wasn't for long though for she died just two days after the move. I'll trade rooms if you like for I've slept in there at times. But I won't close my door for if I need help during the night I want people to hear me.
I was kidding about trading rooms. But you still can't tell me evil things about the house. Oh, and how would you know you see that stuff at church. It has been a looooong time since you have been there.
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