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Late Night Stranger

My sister and my two nephews are staying with me for a couple of weeks and the house is already in unrest. With three more people, two of them kids, it's hard to keep the house clean and the dog at ease like we usually do. Last night was different in the fact that I think that we have more then just my sister and nephews visiting. As I plunged into bed, exhausted from the day and the two extra kids I am not used to, I fell into a deep and desperate sleep.

Around three in the morning I was freezing cold and woke up looking for a blanket. I usually wake up from sweating so waking up cold was new for me. I found the blanket and got comfortable when I felt someone or something standing next to me. Now, my kids have in the past, scared the crap out of my by just standing by my bed and willing me to wake up. In which case I usually do so cursing and yelling. This time I figured it was one of the kids again and, not wanting to disturb my sister and my nephews, I calmly took off my eye mask to see what they wanted.

No one was there.

I looked around for the cat, he wasn't there either. I looked at my husband and he was sound asleep. I figured it was just something I imagined and put my mask back on. I got comfortable again and fell asleep. It wasn't more then ten minutes later when I felt a light touch on my arm. I, again, remained calm thinking perhaps it was one of my nephews. I took off my mask and saw....no one.

No one was there, again.

Ok now I was freaked. I sat up as fast as I could and looked around the room. It was dark, cold and empty other then my husband. No one was there. I got up and checked the kids and my sister. Then I went downstairs and checked all the doors, windows and the dog. I don't know why I did that but it made me feel safe in the fact that it was not an intruder. I went back upstairs and stood in the middle of my room to just listen to the house. I heard nothing out of place. The dog was whimpering in her sleep, the heard the heavy breathing of the kids and my husband's light snore. I shook my head and figured I was just dreaming. I went back to bed but kept the mask off. After tossing and turning I finally went back to sleep.

It was four thirty six when I woke up again feeling like someone was staring at me. I opened my eyes and just laid there looking into the darkness and saw nothing, again. It was what happened next that almost made me piss myself. As I laid there looking around at nothing but dark figures of furniture in the room, my arm was touched again. I sat straight up to see the cat at the door all puffed up and alert.

Ok now I know I am not dreaming this. Frantically I looked around and moved my arms under the blanket. I even thought about waking up my husband. I thought about that damn movie Insidious that I watched over a month ago that still creeps me out. I got up grabbed the cat forced him into bed with me and held on to him for dear life. After a couple of restless hours, I saw the light purple light shine though the window. The cat, who had finally stopped fighting me, was fast asleep by my side. I finally got some sleep.

Of course the alarm went off an hour later. I will try to keep you posted on anything new. Here's to hoping for a better night sleep.

Until next time... 


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