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Creeping myself out

There are two times of day when I usually sit down to blog.  Early day before Draco gets up or late at night while he’s at work.  I usually don’t write much on his days off because that is the time I devote what I am most passionate about in life, my family and good food.  But, that doesn’t mean I can’t blog while he’s at work and schedule it for the weekend, right?

 

Half the house, is day shift, the other half is night shift.  Of course, Draco and I (along with Chicklet) fall on the night shift side.  That means that I’m often the only person awake, especially late at night.

 

So, what is a lonely housewife to do in the middle of the night when her man is working and the rest of the house is sleeping?  Apparently, she watches a horror movie and scares herself silly, then sits down to blog to try to take her mind off of it and ends up blogging about it instead.

 

The movie in question is Mirrors, starring Kieffer Sutherland.  It’s an older movie (2008 according to the DVD case), but one I’d never seen all the way

Cover of "Mirrors"

through.  I had no idea that B owned it until I saw her and BF watching it earlier this evening.  (I really must raid her movie collection and see what other jems she might be hiding in there.)  Now, when I pass a reflective surface in the house, I’m refusing to look at it and every creak and crack is making me jumpy.

 

I actually had my own experience with a reflective surface some years ago, and it’s a story I would normally blog about around Samhain (Halloween for you non-pagans out there), but watching this movie got me thinking about it tonight, so I figured since I’m already creeped out with time on my hands, why not finish off the job?

 

Witchlet was 13 when I had my experience, I remember that clearly because it was the same house we lived in when we celebrated her 13th birthday (a big deal in our house), so it was around 2006, I suppose.  The house we lived in at the time was pretty old.  Our landlady had grown up in the house and she was in her 70’s back then, so I know it was at least that old.

We noticed not long after we moved in that the house just felt down-right creepy at times.  We all noticed it.  Our family and friends commented on it occasionally when they came to visit and for us, it quickly became almost daily.  Especially for me, because I was home alone a lot because Draco worked out of town during the week at the time.

Even with him out of town, and the house feeling creepier by the day, we tried to have some normalcy in our lives.  Dinner time was one of those times.  Even though he was hours away, we sat down to eat at the same time every night and talked on the phone through dinner and sometimes on into the evening.

This particular night, we had just finished dinner and I was sitting alone at the kitchen table still talking to him on the phone.  I had nothing to do other than sit there, so I was idly looking at the reflection of the kitchen in the kitchen window, which didn’t have blinds or anything on it.  You know how when it gets dark outside and you have a light on, the widow becomes like a mirror, and you can actually see pretty clearly in them.  I had a clear view of myself at the table and the room I was sitting in.

While we’re talking, I guess I was just kind of looking around the kitchen, at nothing in particular, but movement in the window caught my eye and I looked up.  Very clearly, right behind me, was a man looking back at me.  According to the reflection, he would have been standing pretty much right at my back behind my chair.  I saw him so clearly that I believed there was in intruder in the house.

I jumped up from the table and spun around to confront…nothing.  Absolutely thin air.  There was no man there.  I frantically searched the house, checking all the windows and doors (which were all closed and locked from the inside, by the way) and I was just as alone in the house as I should have been.  Only I still believe I was really alone in that house.  I don’t think I ever was from the day we moved in until the day we moved out.

That is just one story from that house.  There are more, including another sighting of the same man in another window in broad daylight while I was outside hanging laundry on the line.  He was standing in the window, inside the house, looking out at me.

Of course, with everything that happened in that house, I approached my landlady and asked her if she’d ever seen or heard anything when she lived there, or since then.  She got quiet fast and never really gave me a straight answer on the subject, which makes me think she did have something (or maybe quite a few somethings) happen when she was in that house, and she didn’t want to tell me.

We lived in that house less than a year.  When another rental of hers came open close by, we moved out of a nine room, 3 bedroom house and into a run-down 2 bedroom trailer just to be out of it, if that tells you anything about how we felt about the place.

So yeah, my movie choice tonight was probably a pretty dumb one considering all that, but I have to admit, I’m a horror movie buff for a reason.  Part of me likes to be scared.  Kind of like an adrenaline junkie, I guess.

What are YOU afraid of?

Blessings,

Fae Moon

 

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