The lovelies have had a sense of our spooky visitors from a young age. Of course, I've always told them that there are no spirits roaming about our humble abode. But that's not exactly true.
I catch them floating around out of the corner of my eye quite often. And, on more than one occasion, I've awakened in the night to see an ethereal being hovering overhead or standing beside the bed. This is creepy, but it's easy enough to simply close my eyes and refuse to open them again until morning. Yes, I see the apparitions during the daylight hours, but they are nearly as creepy as they are after the sun goes down. I will even talk to them during the day.
The worse part is when I feel them sitting on the bed. You know, when you feel movement, but no one and nothing is there, that you can see? Yeah, that's the creepiest.
I've been known to make it perfectly clear that I will NOT tolerate any spiritual being in my home that is of the evil variety. I have no tolerance for evil in any manner in which it tries to present itself. I'm pretty sure that the spirits hanging out here are friendly. And a bit mischievous.
There was one night, not too long ago, maybe 5 years, that I felt something moving on the bed. I thought it was Tucker but, there was nothing there. Not even Tuck. I brushed it off as that active imagination of mine and began drifting back to sleep. Suddenly, I felt the movement again. This time, it felt as though someone had lifted the covers and began sliding their hand towards me. Oh! Crap! The next thing I knew, something that wasn't there was PULLING MY LEG! Much like I am pulling yours right now.
Or am I?
Dang, I think I just scared myself.