I'm not spellchecking or grammar proofing this one. It's just gonna come out...
I know people say there is no such thing as ghost.. and you are probably going to think that I'm crazy.. and that's fine... But I know what I saw and what my daughter saw.. And I'm not writing this for anyone else except me or my children if they one day want to read my blogs. But my father is visiting my family members. I think I was first.. or at least the first to say anything.. But I was sitting here at my computer one night.. and I heard Jazz music coming through my speakers.. I didn't have music playing at all so I was confused. I was the only one in the room and it hadn't been more than a month or so since my dad passed. So, truly.. I thought *I* was going crazy. I turned my speakers off.. But I could still hear it. So I called my fiance' in the room to see if HE heard it.. because it was very Faint.. While we were both sitting there like some dummies with our head on the speakers.. the sound became louder.. It was coming through the tv.
Now, for those of you that know where I live.. I am close to the radio station. I'm not crazy and I know a lil about frequencies and all that.. So I'm thinking because I live so close to the station.. that my speakers were just catching some of those sound waves or whatever.. Some people get the radio through their phones if they live close to the stations..you have to get special equipment to stop it... I'm not a ditz when it comes to things like that.. The reason why we were tripping is because you could hear *HIS* music playing..
Now, I watch enough documentaries and ghost shows to know that you have to look at all options to debunk these types of things.. so I turned on the radio to see what WJAB was playing.. It wasn't the same song that was coming out of the speakers.. *_*...so where was it coming from?
I have always been sensitive to more things than most.. Since I was pregnant with my last daughter.. things have really been ACTIVE around me.My grandfather came to me OFTEN.. But, not JUST me.. other's have experienced things as well. I don't like my children's father at the moment.. and the feeling is probably mutual.. but even he will tell you that there was someone in my apartment back in Atlanta. He's 6'6.. 200+ but he refused to go upstairs to the bathroom because of who was up there. .. ijs..
Anyway, about a week ago.. My baby cousin had the same experience with the speakers.. So much so that she called and woke up everyone she could think of to tell them.. It really scared her.. My aunt has had it happen too.. So, we just chalked it up to Daddy is just letting us know he is there.. It was kinda cool..
But yesterday... I have never seen anything like it.
The first experience .. I had bought my baby girl balloons for her birthday a few weeks ago.. So only one was left.. I had been in the bed all day because I was at the hospital all night with my baby cousin.. When I finally got up, I walked out of my bedroom and that balloon was in the hallway between my door and hers. I thought nothing of it.. went to the bathroom and went back in my room.. Well a lil while later, I came out and the balloon was further up the hallway almost into the foyer.. I walked passed the balloon again.. but this time.. it moved with me.. It was at waist level.. I noticed that with every step I took it moved with me.. until I walked through the foyer. When I stepped into my great room... and stopped.. It STOPPED...
Debunk:
When I walked.. the air moved the balloon.. when I stopped .. the air stopped so the balloon stopped.. Only problem was.. it didn't move when I opened the door from my bedroom or closed the door to the bathroom.. That was more air than me just walking out the door..
Debunk : Maybe it's static electricity.. that could happen.. I know that the balloon is deflating because it was floating at waist level. No big deal..
Well I grabbed the balloon and squeezed both sides so that the helium would be distributed evenly.. It instantly rose to the ceiling. It gave me a weird feeling.. so I took the string and pulled the balloon into the middle of the room.. close to my back doors. I went on into the kitchen.. when I came back out.. it was on the other side of the couch... There is No air on in the house but hey balloons float.. It was weird.. but hey.. strange things happened around me .. so .. *kayne shrug* It just kind of traveled over toward the entrance to the kitchen.. The string got caught in this big tree's branches that my dad had in his house.. He was CRAZY about plants.. That man could bring anything green back to life. He didn't have a green thumb.. He had a green hand..
I didn't pay any attention to the balloon after that.. because I got busy doing the girls hair for school.. I usually set up shop on the left side of my table in the great room.. My dad's plants are in the corner on the right of the table.. Well after perming , washing and conditioning Kasey's hair.. I turned to plug up my blow dryer.. When I raised back up.. the balloon was detached from the tree.. I told my daughter to look.. The balloon then traveled the length of the table ... We are watching it move like *WTF*.. and I said it's coming to you.. She HATES anything spiritual or paranormal ... so she turned to me and put her head in my chest screaming "MAMA MAKE IT STOP MAMA PLEASE MAKE IT STOP"... the string of the balloon came to rest on her leg.. I was rocking her and holding her.. telling her it was ok.. and to calm down.. but she just held on to me for dear life screaming and crying.. I looked up again.. and the balloon rose *on it's own* over the table and went back into the tree... Now.. the moving around the table part didn't really bother me... because balloons Float.. but to turn and come straight to us.. and then RISE on it's own and go BACK to where it came from..
....... Messed me up...
Like I said.. I have come to accept most things that happen around me.. but that ... I just can't explain.. but today.. marks 4 months that my father has been gone.. And if I didn't have WITNESSES to it.. I would look at me crazy too.. But Kasey saw it come to her.. When she started crying.. Teddy came in to see what was wrong and watched it fly back into the tree...
I called my aunt who giggled a lil because it's just weird that he is coming to ALL of us... She talked to Kase and told her that it was ok.. Everything would be ok.. She calmed down a lil.. but she was still a lil on edge because of her OWN personal experiences.. He plays with She and my son.. he moves his necklaces that they wear.. They usually put them under their pillows at night.. and sometimes when they wake up.. they aren't there.. they are placed on the dresser.. She would always ask why everyone else had experienced stuff and she hadn't... *careful what you wish for*....
I know that ghost exist.. People have their beliefs and say these things are of the devil whatever.. But I know what I saw.. what WE saw.. I don't believe it was anything harmful... I think it was my father.. My family is healing itself.. and that was the one thing.. that he wanted the most before he died.. and now it is happening.. Maybe he is trying to tell us something.. Maybe this was the last thing he needed to finish before completely going home... I don't know.. and I even though I am use to things.. I don't know that I want him to TELL me what it is.. No writing on walls and stuff..
My God Sent mother.. told me to be frightened by it but to talk to him.. Let him know I love him.. and I know that he knows that.. He has too.. But ... I don't know how to really process this.. I don't know how to make it.. clear in my mind... I know what I KNOW, I know what I was taught.. and I know what most THINK... and somewhere in the middle I have to come to terms with the fact that these things are happening...
But how?
Maybe he is trying to tell me I need to go see him....
Truth be told... I'm scared as shit.. to see that grave.. in person..
It will become TOO REAL then...
I don't wanna go yet
