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Breathing in my ear

Posted by Fr Kelsey Graham on August 21, 2010 at 5:50 PM

I believe that I am some sort of an antenna. Ever since I was a child I have felt that I knew when someone or something is there. I am in my mid 30's, a reasonably intelligent guy, with no devotion to any particular religion. I was brought up in a Christian home and still live my life with a lot of the values I was taught then. In other words, I'm one of those that have to see to believe, or feel as the case may be.

When I first moved into the home that I live in today everything seemed fine. There is a cemetery just behind my back yard. I knew this before buying and it didn't bother me. I have lived by a cemetery before. Shortly after I moved in "it" started again. There are many of these "happenings", as I will call them, and this is one.

I was lying on the couch about an hour into my sleep when I felt "it". I knew he or she was there. As I have done many times before I acted as if I was ignoring it. Sometimes I will roll over to my side facing it (with my eyes still shut obviously). I used to roll over to the other way but that seems to get them more fired up. All I have to do is open my eyes, which is easier said than done. I have the feeling that one day I will, and then I may actually see the apparition. Also, sometimes I can feel that it is a male or female. This was not the case with this one.

I'm lying there and I can feel it getting closer. There are no footsteps; there are no sounds. Then I feel it as close to my face as to try to get me to jump. It is so close that if it had hair it would be touching mine. It moves slowly to my ear and breaths real lightly. I am all but freaking out. This is the most aggressive and persistent that any have been before. I knew what it wanted. It wanted me to look and I wasn't going to. Then it made a sound. And that sound vibrated my ear with the breath. I have no clue what it was because it was so light. I remember it was repeated three times very quickly. Beaty beaty beaty... Peaty peaty peaty... I don't know.

All I know is that was the breaking point. I tried to make it look as if I was just startled and woke up. Keeping my head pointed the other way I sat up, brushed my hair with my hands, and wiped my eyes with my hands (anything to give them plenty of time to disappear or move away). I then reached for the light and it was gone. I knew it was gone before I turned on the light because the feeling left.

That was the first and last time I felt anything from this particular one. Sometimes it's a one-time deal and sometimes it can last better than a week. When it hasn't happened for awhile I get frustrated that I have lost this gift, curse, ability, what ever you want to call it. I like knowing I can do something special. But, then when it happens, more often then not, I try to push it away. Kind of like "coming back later when I feel more powerful than you (when I have clothes on, or someone around me, etc) ".

I have tried to provoke it when it has happened while I'm moving from one room to another, or I'm in the middle of doing something. Every hair on my neck will stand up, I get chills all over, and yet I will stand there, close my eyes, and try to communicate with it. I have tried a calm voice. I have tried to be the aggressor in saying "I know your there, Talk to me, Touch me, move something. But I have not been successful. I can just feel them moving around me, looking at me. I don't know what they want. Maybe it's something I'm doing they don't like, or something I'm not doing.

Neither my friends nor family know about this. The only one that knows some of the history is my Ex-wife. And that is because some things were happening when we were married. I told her that whatever it is, it must be following me. A couple of years after we divorced (we are still good friends) I asked if she had had any more problems. She hadn't though about it in a long time and said that after I left they seemed to stop. It wasn't until later I begin to realize that it's not the same, they are different.

I can't wait for the next one. I would love to work with others that know more about some of these things.

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