That’d be Dana… Forget Ghostbusters…
You’ve no doubt heard me talk about our house being haunted… And how awesomely cool I think it is, being the paranormal geek that I am… Well… We had a little “incident” this morning that wasn’t so cool.
We were in the den getting ready for school and I was putting Avery’s shoes on. She looks out into the living room and says, in a very strange voice, “Hey, Mom, who is that walking to your bedroom?” I turned to look, and seeing no one said, “Nobody! What are you talking about?”
Avery’s eyes got really wide and all the color drained from her little face. She pointed, with a shaking finger, like she was in a trance and said, in a frightened voice, “There. Somebody was walking to your room! Who was that, Mommy????” Nobody was there. Nothing. But, since we already suspect the house is haunted, it didn’t really surprise me.
What did surprise me was her reaction. It flipped me the fuck out. No lie. She wouldn’t speak, she wouldn’t move, she was frozen, seriously looking like she had literally just.seen.a.ghost. I kept going like I was because I didn’t want to freak her out even more and we really did have to finish getting ready for school… I guess I could have snatched them up and ran, but that would have just scared her even more… (And I have done this before, but luckily Henry was the only child here and he was just an infant… So it didn’t matter to him that I snatched him and ran, in our pajamas, to ride in the car for three hours until it was time to pick Avery up from school… That’s a story for another day.)
So, with chills running up and down my spine and being flipped the fuck out myself, I calmly finished packing her lunch and fixing my to-go coffee like every other morning. She was glued to me, wide-eyed and pale. She could barely even speak and that’s very odd for my child. Definitely a sign that something is wrong with her… She just kept whispering, while clinging to my leg, “Mommy, faster. Please, Mommy. Move quickly. I want to go.” It was crazy.
I asked her several times, calmly, to tell me what she saw and tried to ask her questions about it. She would either whisper, “Nothing, Mommy. It was nothing.” Or she would shake her head no like she couldn’t even find her voice to speak. But mostly she whispered, “I don’t want to talk about it.” We could not get out of this house fast enough. She was silent, frozen in her seat half the way to school with that panic stricken look. It was like she was in shock or something.
Anyway, I still don’t know what she saw and she hasn’t mentioned it now that we are back home, but she made me bring Henry in (he was asleep) and put him in his crib while she sat in the car. Normally, she comes in first and I go back out and get him from the car… Not today. She wasn’t going to be in the house by herself.
It was really freaky. Henry and I had to come back home after dropping her off to get dressed and back out the door for his pictures. So, what did I do? I called Dana for moral support. I mean, come on… She lives in Michigan, about 4,000 miles away from me down here in Georgia… What’s she going to do if I suddenly start screaming on the other end of the line? Hop a plane and be here in, oh, five hours??? I seriously made her stay on the phone with me while I walked through the house looking for anything scary and then while I got us dressed and ready. The entire time… Even while brushing my teeth and peeing. I was a little nervous, to say the least, to go back in there. Especially to go to my bedroom, where this mystery apparition was headed…
I mean, I love all things ghosty and I am not afraid of ghosts, and really do think it’s super cool to live in a haunted house… BUT, I’m not saying I wouldn’t scream like a little girl and run as fast as I could in the opposite direction if I was caught unawares by some apparition floating towards me! And I’m totally not okay with my child being frightened into a wide-eyed silence. It was a very creepy way to start the day.
I have chills now still. It was waaaaay crazy and I’m still shaken, five hours later. A sonic boom just made me jump sky high and throw my water everywhere. Now, let’s see if we can get through the rest of the day without any more ghostly figures showing themselves or throwing my shit everywhere every time there’s a loud noise… I’ll keep you posted.