SO things are going pretty good can you believe were finally moving out of my haunted house and im so excited! I dont know if I ever told the story of my old house,So anyways here it goes.... So when we were first started looking around to buy another new house, it was one of the first ones that we had saw and I liked it but, it wasnt what I had reallly had in mind and so we kept looking, as time passed by with no luck we started getting really frustrated and so we went to go see it again and we ended up settling for it, Its a really nice home I must say 3 bed 2 bath hard wood floors, a swimming pool and a spa , but it didnt feel like home I tried painting it I rearranged furniture numerous times but nothing worked. later I started to feel really sick, my epilepsy started up again, I had been stressing off of work and how I was feeling at home, and so I ended up going on stress leave I just couldnt handle it anymore, and so I ended up taking a few months off and the whole time I was at home I started to feel even more and more sick I was getting bad anxiety attacks, I was starting to have nightmares, and I started to feel really really depressed, So depressed that I didnt even want to do anything or go anywhere, all I wanted to do was stay home and see noone and dwell in my sorrows, I cried everyday I even tried to commit suicide on a few occasions literally, I didnt care about my life or anything!! all I wanted was to die!!! I even started hullicinating seeing things in my house people, dark shadows, I couldnt even distinguish what was real or what was a night terror anymore, it seemd oh so real to me.
So I went through about 9 months of funk, I was begining to think I was goin crazy. I went through so much more than I have ever felt or been through in my whole life I didnt care about anyone not even my family or husband and especially not myself...I can remeber so many different occasions where I started to see things, wierd things just seemed to happen everyday, I can remember on one occasion I was home by myself because my husband used to go to work really early in the morning, so i'd be by myself all moring long well, one moring I swear on everything, that I heard someone walking through the hallway, see on the hardwood floors you can hear everything from a creek to a little skweak, and so I heard this noise as if someone was walking up and down the hallway and I also heard cabinet doors opening, I swore that someone was in my house, so I called Marco scared like crazy, and he told me to call the ploice, so I did and they showed up looked everywhere inside, upside, downside and everywhere else, and found noone, by this time I was frantic, I new I was going crazy, and they just seemed to look at my like I was loosing it and I felt as if I was, they ended up leaving a half hour or so later, and not more than a half hour after I startd to hear it again thump, thump...my dog was barking like crazy at the door as if someone was really there. I didnt know what to do, I tried to sleep but I couldn't and before I new it , it was day light and so I pretty much slept the rest of the day, I would have bad, bad insomnia to where I wouldnt sleep for days I would be up all night making myself even more crazy hearing things, seeing things out of the corners of my eyes, I really started to lose it, I can remember another time that I was home by myself, I was in my room like usual, by this time I was so scared that I wouldnt even go anywhere out of my room, I was so scared to leave it. Well I was like I said in my room and I saw somebody standing there right in front of me, I flipped out I started to panic and I ran out of my room with ,my little dog, I called Marco told him to get home right away as I was waiting for him, the whole time I cried hysterically, and I sat right by the front door with my little dog, and when he got home I was allready frantic. I didnt know how to explain what I had saw, I knew by the time my husband allready thought I was out of my mind. There was so many things that happened I cant even begin to tell, I would see people, I would, have night terrors, and I didnt undesrtand why I feeling so sad, I had never felt like that in my whole enitre life. I couldn't take it and thats were again i tried to kill myself I took about 4 bottles worth of medication from sleeping pills to anti siezure medicine I really thought I would never wake up again, and they would find my dead body lying there, but It was as if every way I had tried to die I wouldn't and of course that was a good thing but it didnt seem like it back than, and so anyways, Marco got home early one day to find me crying hysterically he ended up rushing me to the Dr's office and thats where they admitted me to a mental institution, I was so depressed all I did was cry and sleep, I was so scared of being there but I knew at that time thats where I belonged. I tried to keep it to where noone knew, not my friends, family or his, but I know my husband was having it hard he ended up telling his mother and brother. By that time I had allready had tried to kill myself numerous times I even ended up beating myself up literally, I hated everything so much that I hurt myself really bad, I dont even really remember everything but the next day I woke up with a black eyes and bruises everywhere. Well after a while with all medication that I was so doped up on medication, I even started to feel a little better only because I couldn't feel anymore, I had no emotions, I couldn't cry I couldn't laugh or smile, I was just there, although the noises and the seeing things never went away I had started to live with it and fell better. I never had felt so awful in my life feeling deppressed, and all the crazy things that where going on inside my the house, and with me mentally, I fell apart, I really thought I was going to die, my heart hurt so much and I didnt even know why I just new something wasn't right in that house.It got so bad that I couldn't even take care of myself anymore, and so my sister in law started taking care of me she would drive me to the doctors and stay with me I really am thakful to her I dont think I would have made it through such hard times if it wasn't for her.
So a period of two years passed by and all of a sudden one day my mother in law came to me and said she had met this lady, be aware that I have never met this person in my life, I didnt know her I had never even seen her ever before. Her name is Maribel, she is a friend of Marks dads family she supposingly a psychic, she told me things no one new, a while back Betty told me that she had wanted to talk to me but we never got around to talking to each other, but Saturday she called Betty and said that she needed to talk to me so me and Mark went down to her house and she was this little Mexican lady, and she started to tell me things like she new I tried to commit suicide, she new I was feeling depressed, she new I was sick, and all this stuff it blew my mind, I couldn’t believe everything she was saying, it was like she new me! And everything that I had been going through, I started to cry, I cried so hard because it seemed like such a miracle to me, things noone new, not Marco, not Betty not anyone, she told me a little bit of her background and said how when she was 8 that when she first started to see ghosts she said they would come to her and that God would come to her and ask her to help people, that’s why she needed to talk to me to help me, she new I took medication she told me I wouldn’t even need to take it anymore. And than she told me I was going to be ok from now on. So we left and I thought about it after and how weird it was but it gets weirder, that Sunday she called and wanted to go to my house so she came over and and she walked around the house and she went into my far bedroom, a sorda creepy room that was pretty much empty. She started to tell us that someone was there, a young girl 14 years old named Angie she said that she was the one that was making me sick and depressed she was the one trying to make me commit suicide, So As she opened the closet "that’s where it happened she said she had commited suicide, she was also pregnant, It all makes sense to me now the person that called Sabrina And Joaquin said that they were pregnant, it mustve been "her". See I have these two friends my husbands cousin and his wife they came to my house one day and brought me coke and some chips, they said that i had called them that night before and told them to bring it to me some food I hadf supposidly told them that I was also pregnant, it was wierd because I swear I didnt call them. Things were getting to crazy.
it was so strange but I somehow believed her, we both did. All the times that I thought I was going crazy I wasnt, it was "her" doing it to me! She said a little prayer for the girl and and told her to leave, she was standing there talking to someone as if they were really there. And she was gone she said. And than she told me about the dark shadow that I would always see by my bed in my room, she said it was a relative of mines, a young man that had died in a car accident, and immediatley I knew it was my cousin Paul, I had never felt any bad presence from it, I just always saw that someone was standing there right by me.
She left after that and said noone was going to hurt me anymore, and that I was going to be o.k. from now on, and ever since than I haven't seen anything strange or heard anything anymore, ever since the day she cleansed our house. It was totally strange! almost unbelievable but I feel for some reason in my heart she was real. Ive been fine ever since than ive even moved out and on, I just want to start over again an dnever look back ....and I did...