Hello everybody. I read a few stories and decided to share a few of my own. I hope this isn't too long.

I am a 44 year old guy with a beautiful wife a two super beautiful little girls. I'm a civil engineer and don't consider myself a kook or anything.

We have a spook or something that has been making its presence known for many years in three houses that we have lived in. I keep a journal of the odd occurrences on my computer for the heck of it. You tend to forget things that happen pretty fast, especially when there's been a lot of things going on over the years. In our case, the weird stuff happens off and on. We go for six to eight months where nothing happens, then for a couple of months, several things happen. Here's a few entries...

We used to live in Laplace, Louisiana. One night, my wife was in the garage getting something out of her car. I heard her scream bloody murder and come running into the house. She said she heard someone moan right into her ear. That was creepy.

In the middle of the night we would sometimes wake up to hear fast little legs come running into our room from the living room. It sounded like our little 3 y.o. girl but when we looked, no one would be there.

Several other times we would feel something bump our bed. It would wake you up and while you were laying there wondering what happened, it would bump again. Of course nothing was there (that you could see).

Several other things happened in this house such as closet doors being open when you knew they had been shut, and things disappearing for months then reappearing in plain sight.

We moved to a small town about 60 miles away into a newly built house and things started up again.

My wife would hear children talking in other parts of the house. This occurred after my daughter started school, so my wife was definitely alone in the house at the time. She would see shadows move around the house that could not be explained. When we had our second daughter, my wife would be up at all hours of the night breast feeding her. She would often hear people talking but never could understand what was being said.

One night while I was talking to my wife in the kitchen, the light suddenly went off. I looked to the back of the house and saw light on there so I knew the power hadn't gone off. That happen a lot since we live in a rural area. I checked the light switch and saw that the switch had been turned off. This was really weird. The switch was the kind that had to be all the way on or all the way off to work. This made my skin get goose pimply.

One night, I woke up to something knocking on the wall near my head. It sounded like someone's knuckles rapping the wall.

In October 1998, my wife came out of my little girls room with her hand over her mouth. I could tell she was upset. She said while changing my daughter's diaper on the changing table, my little girl started saying "rock, rock, rock". My wife saw my daughter looking past her to the other side of the room. She looked back and saw the rocking chair rocking back and forth. It stopped when my wife looked at it. This was surely scary.

I have many more stories but this is getting too long. I'll submit them next week. Thanks for reading and I can assure you, this stuff really happened.

I will try to finish writing about the weird happenings that have occurred the last few years.

As I wrote in the first installment, I am a civil engineer. I work in New Orleans. My wife stays home with our 4 year old girl. My 11 year old is about to start sixth grade in the fall. In our previous home, we had several unexplained happenings. We now live in a small southern town in Louisiana called Albany. It has one red light and is fairly quiet. (Redneck city) We live on an acre of land that has been here quite a long time. Though our house is newly built, I have found evidence of older houses on the site while using a metal detector. Square nails, old telephone parts, unidentified iron scraps and the like. Now, back to the odd stuff.

One night (spring 1997) my 11 y.o. and myself were in the kitchen when we both heard someone call me by name. I assumed it was my wife. My daughter cocked her head around toward the living room as we heard the call since she was several feet closer to the living room entrance so I could tell she heard it also. I asked her if she heard that and she said, "Yes". So... I went and found my wife who was in a back closet rearranging stuff. I asked her if she had just called me and she said "No." She had been busy doing her thing and had not called me. I don't know what my daughter and I heard but I know someone called me.

This happened on July 21, 1997. My wife told me she went into my daughter's bathroom and noticed the toilet paper had been unrolled onto the floor from the paper holder. My youngest girl was almost a year old at this time. Figuring that she had done it while playing, my wife rolled it back onto the toilet paper roll and then went into an adjoining bedroom for just a minute. She said she came right back out and immediately noticed that the toilet paper was once again unrolled onto the bathroom floor. The strange thing was that my 1 y.o. was in the play room (this in is the opposite side of the house) and had been for quite awhile, so my wife knew knew that she couldn't have done it the second time.

This happened on January 17, 1998. My wife called me at very upset this morning. She told me that early in the morning while she was still sleeping, she heard what she thought was me walking around in the room. This woke her up because she heard something bump the doors to the bathroom, then heard the soft footsteps walking around. She woke up (around 6:30 am) and was facing the bedroom door, and suddenly realized she remembered saying goodbye to me earlier. This is when she got scared. She thought it must be a burglar but then remembered the weird stuff that sometimes happens and thought to herself that if she turned over, no one would be there. She prayed a quick prayer and flipped over real fast to look behind her and nothing was there. She said she was definitely awake while hearing the footsteps in the room. The sound stopped when she did this. This scared her as much as the groan in her ear several years ago.

February 1998. The remote control for the TV in our bedroom disappeared one night. I looked for it and had to use the one for the living room TV (it's an RCA TV also so it works on both TV's.) I just figured it was temporarily misplaced. The next day, my wife said she and my oldest daughter looked high and low for it in the bedroom and other rooms as well. My wife said she had just dusted the nightstands and was about to use the phone when she looked on the nightstand and guess what? There was the TV remote just sitting out in plain view. She said she knows it wasn't there minutes earlier because she would have had to move it to dust.

June 1998. By far, absolutely the most weirdest event occurred this month.

We all went to bed around 10:00 pm. My oldest daughter, who was 8 years old at the time, went to bed and set her TV timer for 15 minutes. My wife and I were brushing our teeth and getting ready for bed. About 10:20 pm, I went in to give my 8 y.o. a goodnight kiss. She was laying on her tummy facing the opposite wall from the bedroom entrance. When I walked in, she heard me and turned over to face me and told me she had just seen something. I could tell she was terrified and was immediately concerned. She said after the TV turned off, she turned over to go to sleep. She was laying on her tummy when she felt a very soft tapping on her right leg around her knee. Thinking it was me or my wife tapping her to turn over for a goodnight kiss, she turned over to see what tapped her leg. She said as she turned over, she saw a little girl standing near or half sitting on her bed looking at her. The little girl then motioned with her index finger, as if to say "follow me". Then she suddenly disappeared. My daughter said she was there one instant, then 'poof' she was gone. This sighting lasted for several seconds, maybe two or three, she said. I asked her why she didn't scream or yell out. She said she was so terrified, she couldn't move. As I sat there on her bed listening to her tell me this, I got chills all over. She started crying and begged to sleep in our room because she was so scared. Of course we let her.

After about a week, she resumed sleeping in her room. Questioning her further, she said the girl was dressed in rags, was ugly, and looked "faded". I assumed by 'faded', she meant transparent. My daughter doesn't know about the other weird stuff that has happened over the course of time although she knows about the things she herself has experienced. She has never played sick or lied to stay home from school for whatever reason. I have no reason to doubt her story.

She wasn't asleep yet because we had just gone to bed. Most of all, she was truly terrified. She said I came into the room just a couple of minutes after the girl disappeared. It's been 3 years since this happened. Thankfully, we've seen nothing since.

Just a few more incidents and I will wrap up this installment. I know it's getting long but I have a lot on entries in my "weird happenings list".

Friday 13th. November 1998. (Friday the 13th, Ha! What a coincidence). This was a very busy day for the weird stuff. We finally decided to get a new stereo receiver with BOSE surround sound speakers. A couple of days after having installed the system, my wife was talking to her friend in our living room one afternoon. They were sitting on the couch when they began hearing little children's voices, like crying, come from the two speakers mounted high on the wall opposite the television. My wife said they both looked up at the speakers when the sound started. My wife realized the stereo wasn't even on at the time and looked at it to make certain. Her friend noticed this also and said “I think it’s time I better be going now!” and kind of joked about it. My wife said it was very weird. My oldest daughter heard it also later on that afternoon. She said it was a little girl singing “Twinkle, twinkle little star”. My wife said they, too, may have heard singing but couldn't be sure. It had been unintelligible.

Earlier that same day, my wife had gone to get a haircut while this same friend babysat my youngest daughter.

My wife said while driving along the highway, she felt something bump the back of her seat in the car. It felt like someone’s foot or knee bump it from behind. For a split second, she thought it was my oldest daughter sitting behind her and was about to tell her to stop kicking the back of her seat. She immediately realized she was alone in the car and got kind of scared. She said it was not a bump in the road but something pushing her seat from behind. Coincidentally, later that afternoon, my wife said my oldest daughter came into the kitchen and told her something had just poked her from under the seat cushion on the couch.

That night at supper, my daughter asked me what could have done it and also told me about the speakers. She said it felt like a finger push up at her through the seat cushion. I told her it must have been a spring in the couch, which it could have been, I guess. It’s never happened to me though. It’s odd that both my wife and my daughter experienced similar events in the same day.

My daughter knew nothing about my wife’s experience in the car earlier that day. As I said before, we do not discuss these things in front of her for fear of scaring her. I don't know why the speaker incident occurred or how this could have happened.

Is there a logical explanation as to how voices can come out of only two of five speakers all hooked up to the same receiver?

Spring 1999. My daughter (10 years old at this time) said while eating her cereal this morning before school, she heard someone whisper her name. The house was real quiet at the time with no TV on. She thought it was my wife calling for her so my daughter went to see what she wanted. Of course, my wife hadn't called her.

April 20, 1999 (Tuesday). Late this afternoon, near dusk, I went outside to do something. My wife was at the sink washing dishes and putting them in the dishwasher when she noticed I walked into the kitchen from my reflection in the window above the sink. Since it was near dark outside, the window acted as a mirror. She said she saw me out of the periphery of her vision while looking down into the sink. She asked me if I would go and start the kids bath water. As she turned around in mid-sentence to look at me while talking, the kitchen was empty. About then, I walked in from the backyard. She asked if I had just come in the kitchen a minute ago. I said no… and asked what happened. She told me. I figured I must have walked past the window from the outside and she mistakenly thought I was inside. For a test, I went outside again with her at the sink and walked past the window to see if this appeared what she had seen. She said no, she was sure what she'd seen and that someone (?) walked in the kitchen behind her. She said my (?) reflection disappeared as I passed behind her reflection in the window. She was SURE I was behind her. Neither of us felt very weird about this. It is just unexplainable.

January 2000. One night, I don't recall when exactly, I woke up to answer nature's call. I got up and went into my daughter's bathroom to use it. It's just across from our bedroom door. It was around 3 in the morning. While I was standing there doing my thing, I heard a female voice sigh as if she were stretching real big. My immediate thought was that it was my wife but then I realized it didn't sound like her and also I could tell it didn't come from our room. I didn't give it much thought since I was half asleep but then I heard someone sigh a second time, a little louder, and could tell it was a woman’s voice. It wasn't my daughter, because I could tell it wasn't her voice, either. When I went back to bed moments later, I asked my wife if she had just heard that. She was partially awake and said “No” she hadn't heard anything. I went back to sleep and told her about it the next morning.

April 23, 2000 Easter Sunday. This morning while my wife was getting ready for church, she cleaned her earrings with alcohol and put them on the bathroom counter top. Later when she went to put them on, she couldn't find them. I looked all over in the bathroom and didn't find them either. We gave up and left to go to church. Immediately after church, we went to her parents house where we spent the day. That night after we got home and were getting ready for bed, my wife called me to the bathroom. There were the earrings laying in plain sight just where she said she left them. I know myself that they were not there earlier in the day.

May 28, 2000 Sunday Night. My oldest daughter and me were in the computer room (her play room) tonight around 8:00 p.m. I was working on the computer and my daughter was playing on the floor next to me waiting for me to finish so she could play on the computer. A few minutes later, I heard my wife yell out for my daughter. I could tell she was in the back part of the house because she was not very loud even when yelling. I asked my daughter “Did you hear your mom just now call you?” She said no but ran out of the room to go see what my wife wanted. A few moments later, my wife came into the computer room and said something weird just happened. I asked “What?” knowing it would be something strange. She said she was at her vanity table (doing whatever she does at night, pulling eyebrow hairs or what), when she heard my oldest daughter (so she thought) in our closet giggling and making noise, shuffling around. Her vanity is right next to the closet so she is 1 foot from the closet wall and could tell it was coming from in there. She said she clearly heard someone in there giggling, like my daughter would do if she were hiding and being silly.

My wife, not the most patient person at times, yelled at her to stop and come out. She then heard more giggling. She yelled out real loud this time for my daughter to stop it and come out. This is when I heard her yell. So when my daughter came running in to the room to see what she wanted, my wife immediately knew it couldn't have been my daughter in the closet. Of course when I checked the closet, nothing was in there but clothes and shoes….

July 2000, Sunday after church. We had just gotten home from church and everybody was in the process of undressing out of their church clothes. My wife was in our room undressing. I heard her say “OOOH, That was weird!” I went in there to see what she was talking about. She wore a brown dress that zips up the back from her waist to the neck. It is a fairly form-fitting dress that I have to zip and unzip because it’s hard to do by yourself. My wife said she had unzipped it a few inches down her neck and was waiting for me to come in and finish it for her. She turned her attention to something on the bed (a shirt I think), and as she was picking the shirt up to fold it, she suddenly felt “airy” in her dress and noticed it was very loose all of a sudden. Reaching around, she discovered the dress was unzipped all the way down to her waist. This zipper can't do that by itself. It’s made of a plastic material that is semi-hard to zip and unzip so it’s unlikely that it worked its way down by itself.

August 17, 2000 Thursday Night. Around 9:30 p.m., my daughter went into our bedroom by herself and was by the TV As she turned it off and was walking out the room, something “drummed” in the room scaring her and she ran out like a flash. My wife was laying on the couch in the living room and heard the noise also. I was in the computer room and only heard them squealing about it. I didn't hear the noise. My daughter said she couldn't tell where the sound was coming from but it sounded like it was all around her. My wife said it sounded to her like someone drumming on a drum. I went in the attic to check if something had fallen over but nothing was out of place that I could see.

Later that same night, my wife woke me up to ask if I was hearing all the knocking sounds in the attic. I was too sleepy to wake up and didn't really want to at 3:00 in the morning. She said it sounded like someone knocking on the walls or ceiling with their knuckles.

Things have been pretty quiet the last six months or so. Just this morning (May 15, 2001), my wife called me and said she heard something scurrying and running around in the attic over the bathroom while she was in there. I know when I go home and check, nothing will be disturbed. I have checked numerous times for holes where a squirrel may have gotten in but as far as I can determine, there are no holes, no squirrels and nothing out of place. Maybe things are about to heat up again. It's about time for something to happen.

I'll keep you posted as I add to my "weird incident list". I do apologize if this is too long. But I hope it didn't bore you too much.

As I stated in the first installment, this stuff all happened and is all true. I don't try to explain it. Thanks again for reading.

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Here's a continuation of things that have happened since then. Some are creepy, some are just not so easily explained. Here goes....

December 11, 2000. Monday. Jeanna (my wife) called me at work today at 1:30. She said she went out this morning and upon returning home, noticed that the lights in our bathroom were all on. The closet light, the light over the sinks, and even the light in the toilet room was on. She said she doesn't ever turn that one on anyway because the window in there gives enough light in the daytime. She said she is pretty positive that she had turned all those lights off before she left the house.

December 15, 2000. Friday. Twice this past week when Jeanna was blow-drying her hair, the cord came out of the wall, unplugging itself. She said the first time it actually came out and landed about 3 feet away, in between the two lavatories. The second, and so far last, time it didn't fly so far out. Jeanna showed me how she uses the dryer because I thought she may have wiggled it as she dried her hair, so that the cord just popped out. I saw that the cord didn't really move much as she used the dryer. So I tested the plug and could not manage to unplug it no matter how vigorously I shook the blow dryer (and cord) around. It is quite hard to pull out actually.

July 2001. Lauren (our oldest daughter) came out of her room a few nights ago and told us that something had just lifted her dresser drawer handle and dropped it, causing it to rattle. The handles are "U" shaped and will bounce and clatter if dropped from the up position. She said she was laying in bed watching TV and heard a handle lift up and then fall. This scared her a little bit, since she was certain the cat didn't do it.

August 9, 2001. Last night, I went to get the mail at the post office. When I walked back in the house, Jeanna was in the kitchen standing by the island looking pale. She took a little while to compose herself before telling me what happened. She said she went to our bedroom just into the doorway and pitched a comb onto the bed, intending to put it away later on. The room was pretty dark because it was approaching dusk outside. She said as she looked to the bed and pitched the comb onto it, a movement at the foot of the bed caught her eye. She looked over and saw a small figure slowly begin to rise up as if it had been crouched down and bent over. She thought to herself "That must be Ali petting the cat" and turned and left the room, also thinking how odd for Ali be in the dark petting the cat. Walking back toward the kitchen, she heard Lauren in the playroom with her friend Noel...and also Ali. Jeanna asked Lauren if Ali had been in there with them for awhile. Lauren said yes and asked why. I think she could tell something odd had happened. I went to the bedroom door and Jeanna explained what she saw and where it was, etc. The figure was white, and that was what caught her eye. Standing there looking in and imagining what she had seen gave me goosebumps.

December 2001. I didn't write this down when it happened. It was a couple of weeks ago before Christmas. One night very late, after we had gone to bed, around 3:00 in the a.m., I had to get up to see about the cat. She comes in our room and picks the carpet with her front claws to wake us up when she wants something, usually to be fed or be let outside. It woke us both up, so I went to the kitchen to put some food out for the cat. After I came back to bed, Jeanna asked me what Lauren wanted. I asked her what she was talking about. She said just after I walked out of our bedroom doorway on my way to the kitchen, she saw Lauren follow me into the living room by only 3 or 4 feet. I told her no one was up except me. I got up and went into Lauren's room to check on her, and saw that she was sound asleep. When I went back to bed, I told Jeanna she must have been dreaming but she said she was wide awake watching me when the figure walked by our door right on my heels. I admit, I would have freaked out if I had turned around and seen something following me. Whatever it was, it disappeared quick, because it didn't take me long to return to bed and I didn't see or sense anything unusual. I always heard that animals can detect wierd things like this but our cat never seems to sense anything unusual. The next day Jeanna said that after thinking about it, the figure she saw walk past our bedroom door was wearing a dark bath robe, and Lauren’s is light pink, although she said the figure was Lauren’s size.

June 26, 2002. Several days ago just after dusk, I was in the living room with Lauren when she said, "I was looking out the back door just now and saw a little girl run across the sidewalk through the arbor and over the patio." I immediately went outside and looked around and saw no one. The gate was closed on that side of the yard so she couldn't have gotten away before I would have spotted her.

A couple days ago, Jeanna said her blow dryer cord came out of the wall plug while she was drying her hair. This has happened before and as I said then, the plug is quite difficult to pull out, and it never just falls out.

July 8, 2002. Last night, after watching T.V. late, I went to bed leaving Jeanna sleeping on the couch. She usually stays there until 1 or 2 a.m., then comes to bed. When she came to bed, I woke up a little and she told me she was laying there half asleep when she heard whispering in her right ear. This made her come awake fully, senses alert, as she lay quietly listening for the source of the whispers. Just then, she heard it again whisper close to her right ear. She couldn't understand what the whispers said, though. She said she was wide awake when hearing this.

October 10, 2002. Thursday. I came home from work today to find a note from Jeanna in the kitchen saying there had been a couple of odd things that had happened today and she would tell me about it later. After she got home, she told me earlier in the day, she got Ali dressed and while bent over picking something up, she noticed a shadow in the room and thought it was Ali. Then she realized Ali had already walked out. The shadow had disappeared by then. She didn't think too much of this but kind of thought it was a little odd. A few minutes later, she was in our closet and was walking out of it when she said she happened to look at the light switch, about 5 feet across the room, outside the little room the toilet is in. Just at that instant, she saw the light switch flip on, all by itself. She said she calmly got her stuff together, wrote me the note and left for awhile to run errands and mainly get out for awhile.

April 9, 2003. Wednesday. Two nights ago, Monday night, Jeanna was fussing about things in general (like wives do at certain times of the month) and was standing by the ironing board next to the laundry room. She was going down the list of things bugging her at the moment while at the same time ironing clothes. I, being the sympathetic hubby, was standing in the kitchen listening to her. She went into the laundry room to get another shirt to iron. As she came out she said, "And this is another thing I wish whoever was doing would stop. Quit buttoning the shirts up when I hang them to dry!" I looked and she was holding one of Ali’s white button-up shirts that was buttoned up from top to bottom. As she started unbuttoning it, I said I doubted if Lauren had done it since she hardly picked up her dirty clothes from the bathroom floor so I didn't think she would make the effort to button up a damp shirt in the laundry room. Jeanna said it happens fairly often. I didn't do it, and Ali can't reach the shirts anyway. When I asked Lauren a few minutes later, she said she didn't do it. I told Jeanna it must be the spook.

That's it for now. I'll continue adding to the list as time goes by if and when wierd things continue happening. Thanks for reading.