Coming Out Of The Proverbial Closet...So To Speak...

Or maybe I should say the paranormal closet...Things around the house have been pretty busy lately, our "little friend" has been getting into a lot of mischief......For the most part, we have gotten use to the noises, footsteps, shadows and knocking on the walls...we see it, hear it, acknowledge it and it moves on, but now he likes to stand at the foot of the bed and wake you up....Once your awake and can focus on him, he turns and disappears....I say he because it's a big shadow...The size of a man....Can I just say this messes me up a little....Some of my family came for a visit recently and we told them nothing......The first morning I asked my brother how he slept....He said, "Fine, except for all that knocking that Daddy was doing when he got up to go to the bathroom". My Dad looked at him and said once he laid down he never moved till morning....I never said a word.......Same thing next night.............On the last night my sister in law was woke up by what she thought was my Dad going to the bathroom, (he wonders when he isn't familiar with his surrounding) she thought he simply came into their room by mistake....She lay still not wanting to see my Daddy in his fruit of the looms (she's a good sister in law isn't she) but knew he would need some direction so she opened her eyes and was ready for what ever.....So she thought.............What she saw was our house guess standing at the foot of the bed................THIS DID NOT PLEASE HER....SHE HAS NO PLANS FOR VISITING ANYTIME SOON.............I really liked her!!!.................We had a homeowners meeting this past week and I decided to ask the first people who built in here if they knew anything about the property or who would.....I was told the property use to be a family farm, we were the fifth to build here and I remember seeing a lot of old fence post......My next door neighbor was curious as to why I would want to know this information and after a few minutes of intense questioning..............I squealed like a pig.........Fearing we would be the neighborhood outcast, or the people known as "those people who", I was in for a surprise.....the two people I told knew exactly who to go to....The neighborhood ghost busters.....Now, my only fear is what hors devours goes with an EVP session, because they promise their coming to check out my house....It could be worse, we had some "friends" tell us if our faith in god was stronger we wouldn't believe in this......I asked them to spend the night in our home......Haven't heard from them since..............

I've posted on this before and gotten some great feed back, I've tried a lot of your suggestions to no avail....Whatever lost thing is wondering in our home hasn't hurt either of us, but at times can make you feel a little uncomfortable...unless it produces a mortgage check, it's still our home and were not moving (beside the real estate market sucks).

I promise you one thing....If the day comes when it starts rearranging my furniture or we hear growling sounds......We have no problem calling everybody we know and having an old fashion tent revival..........