Wednesday, Sept. 19, 2007

The strangest thing happened last night. I sat up watching TV in the living room, till almost 1:30 AM. I tried to go to sleep earlier but couldn’t. When I got up out of bed, the bedroom TV was off. When I went back in to the bedroom at 1:30 AM, the TV was on, but the sound was all the way down, so it didn’t wake my wife when it came on.

At first, I was just amazed that this was happening. Then, as I stood there thinking what I was going to do, I suddenly became angry. I was angry that this was now affecting us in our bedroom where we sleep. I walked over to the nightstand to get the remote to turn off the TV, when it suddenly went off by itself. That’s the first time that has happened. It has never turned off by itself before and I’m wondering, if it is being turned on by something paranormal, was it my anger that made the entity decide to turn it back off?

I DID feel a presence when I walked into the bedroom at 1:30 AM to go to bed. It’s all very strange.

~ by unseencompany on September 19, 2007.

One Response to “Wednesday, Sept. 19, 2007”

  1. A few years ago I read an article about electrical appliances turning on and off by themselves, while they were unplugged. It was in a woman’s house in the mid-west somewhere. I know that you mentioned that there is the theory rolling around that it might be latent abilities of yours or your familiy that are causing these appliances to turn on, it would be intersting to see if they could be turned on without a logical source. Well, I think it would be interesting…you may not! *l* When I was a little one, growing up in Maryland, many things happened in our house. Some we knew were of the ghostly nature, but my mother wondered about some, wondered if they were me…the drain switch would go up and down on its own when I would take baths, the mirrors on the medicine cabinet would slide back and forth, the doorbell would play music it wasn’t programed to play…not many play ‘Pop Goes the Weasel”. :) She told me she thought it may have been me doing it, who really knows… I was four and only recall the moments, not how I felt or what I was thinking at the time.

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