About four years ago, my now husband and I first started dating. Things happened from the very beginning, but not that often. The first weekend I was at his house staying the night, I couldn't sleep. I was just very uneasy. I got up in the middle of the night to get some water, and much to my surprise, THE CABINET DOORS WERE STANDING WIDE OPEN. I didn't mention anything about it, because 1- I thought he would think I was crazy. 2- Maybe someone was playing a trick on me. Later, his parents told me that this had happened to them.
Small things continued to happen, I would smell Old Spice (something no one who lives here wears), hear footsteps, smell sage, and hear voices. I got used to it.
Over the years, my now husband, and I have broken up and gotten back together. When we got back together, almost 2 years ago, we basically picked up where we left things. I stayed with him several weekends without anything really happening.
One weekend, however, I got off work, went straight to his house, and things were different. There was a very oppressive feeling to the house. In his bedroom, I felt as if I couldn't even sit up straight. Something was pressing down on me. My love cleansed the room, and things were better, in that part of the house. Things were just happening in the rest of the house.
A bowl flew off the counter and spilled coffee grinds everywhere, I would hear my now husband walk up behind me, and no one was there. The strangest thing to me was when I would get so cold I would start to shiver... this is very much unlike me, I wear shorts outside in the snow.
After we found out our Little Prince was on the way, we decided I would move in, and eventually decided to go ahead and get married. This is when the fun really began!
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