I know this is going to make me sound crazy.. but nobody reads this shit anyway, so what does it matter if I sound like I’m losing my mind?

I don’t usually buy into paranormal shit. While I find them fascinating, I have never been one to buy into ghost stories or freak out about voices in the dark. (I’ve always been afraid of Zombies, not Ghosts).

But for the past few days I have had the distinct feeling that someone is trying to get in touch with me.

It isn’t so much that I can see anyone. I haven’t heard any voices calling my name but I have had this lingering feeling that someone is looking over my shoulder.

The other night I was driving home and lost in thought, as per usual. I had a CD in my car and the music was loud but I wasn’t paying attention until I heard this noise. It sounded like something… almost like a person had been cut off in the middle of saying a word. It came from the radio and cut into the song that had been playing.

Somewhat freaked out (because it was 11:30 at night,) I just skipped a few songs and tried to blame it on the CD being scratched or something when it happened again. The noise was somewhat different as though they had been trying to say something else but I couldn’t make out any words. It kept sounding like a cut off fragment of a word.

I came home and said nothing. I didn’t want anyone to think I was weird or that I was some drama queen looking for attention.. I tried to brush it off and go to bed.

So later I am in bed, sleeping. The phone rings. I answer and try to sound conscious enough to make conversation when, out of nowhere, the curtain rod I had hung in my closet doorway came undone and crashed onto the floor. It scared the fuck out of me.

Needless to say, I was awake after that.

And today, for no reason, the ceramic top to a treat jar for the dogs fell onto the floor and chipped off a few pieces. Nobody had touched it. It just fell off.

Now, I know what you’re thinking. I took Psych just like every good little college girl. I am finding all of these mostly ordinary occurances (CD skipping, Rods falling, and lids chipping) and trying to relate them when there is a great chance they’re all just circumstantial.

But why…

Why after each one of them occurred, did I feel a quiet calm in my chest (terrified or no-) and the first thing I could manage to think was, “I’m here.” or “I’m listening.”

It sounds stupid and it is probably just my overactive imagination but I felt like I should share my nugget of unusual with anyone that cares to know. I kind of hope it is him. I hope he’s just trying to let me know he’s there, too… so that I don’t forget.

But you never know, I guess.

(please don’t eat me in the middle of the night- I love you.)

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