I wrote last week about experiencing a possible waking dream wherein my body remains at rest but I’m awake and unable to move. (Waking dream Or Ghostly Chemist?)
This was an odd moment.� I was home after work and my roommate wasn’t home.� I left my bedroom door open and I took a nap.� It was a nice day and my room was filled with the light that spilled in through the vertical blinds.� My fan was on as usual for a little white noise.
During the day, across the street there are a few soccer matches, so voices typically can be heard coming in through the bathroom window, so hearing voices isn’t that uncommon.
What is uncommon however, is what happened next.� I woke from sleeping, only to realize I couldn’t move.� My eyes were open, and I could clearly see everything in my room.� Now we all know, that sleep paralysis can cause hallucinations, but this was different.� The voices I heard were different from the usual voices.� It was clear that there were two men and one woman.� There was also an unusual sight around my open door.
Around the door was what seemed to be RED Lighting bolts…� They went all the way around the area of the door that I could see.� It was so strange.� I closed my eyes.� I was so scared, and then I was able to move, but even though I could move, I didn’t want to.� There was that feeling of dread that people always say accompanies a haunting.
A few days later, I was reading a story about the history of someone’s house.� I began to wonder if there was any research I could do on my apartment building.� I typed in the address into a search engine and something came up.� It turns out, during the Summer of 2006, there had been a fire in my building and a 53 year old man, had suffered critical burns to most of his body.� An apartment number was not listed. That red lighting bolt around my door began to make sense.
I was reading my bible last night and I began to hear something outside my bedroom door.� It sounded like someone was walking right outside my door.� I became scared and spoke to whatever it was.� After a few minutes of staring at the bottom of the door, the energy seemed to leave.� I felt an amazing sense of relief.� Could this be the apartment that burned?
Written by Patricia Taylor, Copyright 2009