Further to my previous stories of which there are many and more recently about “Kevin” my resident spook in my defense home in Darwin, Australia. Kevin decided last night he would prove he was still present.
My husband is army and had been deployed away from home for the last 2 years and finally returned home in December 2010 ‘for good’ (as impermanent as that may be, as any army wife will tell you).
The house is in general disarray, filled with boxes of his gear and his unpacking needing to be done, as no-one quite had the time to get around to it over the Christmas / New Year period.
So if you pardon the pun my house, looks like a bomb has hit it.
Last night after a hectic schedule of unpacking and then re-packing the items we want to go to storage, hubby retired early but I stayed up as I was putting some washing through the dryer.
When I did go to bed, I noted I was having a restless night and put it down to all the last minute activity before retiring.
At 2 am I was awake, but laying there just allowing the time to pass before I would drift of again. I was on my side facing out of the bed and hubby was behind me.
Suddenly hubby said aloud “Did you just touch me?”
I found that immediately odd, as he had no way of knowing I was even awake to hear that!
“No” I asked confused, as I rolled over to face him.
“uh oh Kevin is alive and well” he said� someone just touched me on the stomach”
We looked at the clock. It was 2.15 am.
Hubby went on to explain, he was also in the same sleepless state when there was a distinct gentle poke just below the diaphragm. He said it felt like the point of some fingers. His immediate instinct being it was me, but on opening his eyes he could see by the light of the clock radio I was facing away from him and had my back to him and he had sensed no movement in the bed from where I would have reached out to him and he knew it made no sense.
We tried to re-create it with my elbows and reaching back but hubby conceded he could feel me move each time and besides I was awake and conscious I was not moving.
Of interest, on being jolted awake by the experience, hubby got up and found my son and his son, still up to mischief at 2 am and wrangled them both immediately off to bed.
As I have subsequently suspected when I was ‘grabbed’ previously (see previous story) I have wondered if “Kevin” wanted me to get up and attend to something in the night.
Seems on this occasion, Kevin was just letting us know that boys will be boys… but not on Kevin’s watch!
Sent in by Jennifer Mills-Young, Copyright 2011