Category : Diary/Journal

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My grandma decided to talk about the girl.
Every time my grandpa would get sick he said a little girl would appear. She would say things would be alright. That's when the emergency responders would come. They claimed a little girl made the call. The phone would always be off the hook when they'd arrive. He called her his guardian angel. She's saved his life on many occasions. My grandma often wondered if the girl I was hearing was the same girl. She never heard or saw anything. She is a skeptic in the paranormal and still is to this day. 
My uncle was still in the back house. He started drinking a lot again. Finally he bought a new house out of state. He told grandma he saw a snake inside the home and he was scared. If they could get in he didn't want to be there. That wasn't the truth.
His new gf moved in with him. He was on new blood pressure meds. He heard the girls voice say it was going to be fine. Emergency vehicles came saying a little girl called. There was no kids living with them. All he had was a cell phone and the call history didn't show any calls. My uncle blood pressure dropped deadly low. He couldn't respond when they asked him questions. They saved him. While he was in and out he told his gf about the house. He said there was a man, woman, and child. They kept coming around and he thought he was going crazy. He kept drinking to drown them out. It didn't work. He decided to move instead of talking to somebody. I guess him finally talking scared this girl because she left him that same day. When I asked him about the people he saw he said the woman was kind and didn't bother him. The little girl only came before something bad happened. The blue man didn't hurt him but the anger scared him the most. The man would sometimes yell at him and tell him not to walk the house at night. He hear noises outside and see the blue man walking or another man. He knew they weren't actually there so calling the cops again would be pointless. He saw them before when I was a child and his ex wife and him stayed with us when my grandpa was sick. It's why he left. 
I had my first baby in 2014. It was pretty normal. I had complications but nothing major. I had my 2nd in 2016. My bf at the time and I needed a place to stay. My uncle said we could stay in the back house. We decided to finish fixing it. The migraines started. The insomnia started. I was always sick. My daughter didn't like to stay in her room alone. My ex began drinking and abusing pain meds. He refused to be in the house without me. Something bothered him. We moved out the house after my 2nd was born. The mold came back and the Dr said it was making us sick. Great. My ex finally admitted he saw them too. The woman in white would come often. He did most of the repairs at night so he didn't have to sleep in the house. He grew angry and violent. He told me he saw the man. Not the blue man the other one and he feared if he stayed there the man would kill him. He never saw or heard the little girl. 
Back at my grandma's house I and hearing him talk I thought about my life growing up. I hoped my kids wouldn't see any of it and have normal lives. I was pregnant with my 3rd and this was the most difficult pregnancy. The doctors didn't have hope he would survive. I kept fighting. 
My daughter was in her room playing and I was trying to put my middle child to sleep after feeding her. I kept hearing her talk. I asked who you talking to. She said pawpaw. I asked her what she me and by pawpaw. She ran out the room and to the curio cabinet and got his picture. She said see pawpaw. He's there. She pointed at his chair in the kitchen. She said she wanted to sit in his chair and asked for milk. I put the picture up and got her milk. She wanted a normal cup, not one with a lid. I told her not to spill. She asked for bread. I gave her a piece of bread. She folded it up and dipped it in the milk. Nobody in my family does that. The only person who ever did was my grandpa. I asked where she got that from. She said pawpaw. I just smiled. If my pawpaw was there talking to her and everything I'm fine with this. She said she was sitting on his lap in the chair. Okay baby is all I could say.
She's now 3 and from time to time she says he's there. She went to his old truck and said that's pawpaw truck. She said look mommy pawpaw said he's driving. I've always told her the truck was mine. She tells me no it's pawpaws. 
It was time for me to deliver my son. I was sick. He needed help. I needed 3 surgeries in one day to save us both. Before leaving I heard the girls voice. It's going to be okay. It's okay. He's 7 months old. 
My uncle said he needed papers from the back house. We went and opened it up for the first time in months. It's destroyed. Nobody been back there and nobody can get in the house. We went to the room where his papers were at and I felt sick. I walked outside and smoked a cigarette. My uncle ran out the house and said he was going to just pay for copies to lock up. I asked what was wrong. In his hand was the knife. The one I hadn't seen in years. When he did repairs it was never found. When my ex and I was there it was never found. It was laying in the spare room in the file with the papers. He took the knife and put it back in the woods where I first found it. He buried it. 
Since then I don't have many encounters. Here and there and mostly when I'm watching the security cameras. I choose not to look anymore. My childhood home still stands in the same spot on the property. I've decided I don't want to finish repairing it. The spirit family  deserves peace from the living world. My kids often laugh out of nowhere and point and talk to nothing. If you ask them it's pawpaw. Mind you none of my kids met him. I have some pictures of him hanging up but I don't talk about my grandpa with them. I mean they are currently 3, 1, and 7 months. They wouldn't know what I'm saying really. I'll tell them all about this amazing man when they get older if they ask about my dad. He adopted me. He's my dad. He raised me. He only spoke highly of me even with my troubled teen years. Before he passed i promised him my kids would be named after him. I kept that promise. My oldest has his first name and my middle name. I changed the spelling so it was girly. I combined my ex grandma's name with my grandpa's for my 2nd born. My son's middle name is his name. Each child has something that reminds me of him. My oldest has his eyes. My middle has his smile. My baby has his strength and determination. 
Im still on my bipolar medication. It's for the best. My moods are stable and I'm not panicky. I still get headaches but not as bad. I'm not as sick and I gained weight. Stuff I couldn't do when I kept having the experiences. My new addiction is cigarettes. I'm not self medicating like I use to. Pain meds now make me sick and I hate the way it makes me feel so I refuse to take them unless I need it, like when my son was born and I had those surgeries. Even then I suffered during the day and took 1 at night so I could sleep without wanting to cry. I only needed them for a week even though my Dr said he'd write me more to last a month if I needed as most women who went through what I did often do. I flushed more than I took. I'm very proud of myself for the self control. I didn't need rehab. Since my encounter with my best friend I was able to quit. 
Looking back at everything I'll cry or even get chills. 
My current bf has the same capability as I do when it comes to seeing spirits. He came to my house for the 1st time. He asked if we had a certain type of dog, rotty (I can't spell the actual breed) and we hadn't. I never had a dog until grandpa passed. He didn't like them too much. He had some here and there but he said they barked too much and would often act funny and he didn't trust them. He also saw the poodle mix dog I use to have. That dog died before I found out I was pregnant with my son. He looked at the truck and just stared. He said some man was standing there. He described my grandpa. I didn't say anything. He came inside and walked by a family picture. He said that's the man by the truck. He pointed at my grandpa. My little dog will randomly bark at nothing. My big dog barks at the woods and back house often. I ignore them. I know if something was there my big dog would run and attack. All he does is bark and stay back. I still get sleep paralysis and insomnia.  Sometimes I can feel somebody is there but I leave it alone. I do my own research on the paranormal. I love reading and hearing others experiences on this. If it's a famous haunted house I'll look up the history. I feel like sometimes the dead doesn't want us to forget history so they remain restless. Maybe one day the little girl and her family can find peace to move on. As far as my grandpa, I truly believe he's waiting on my grandma. Their love was undeniable. My grandma doesn't date or anything. She still says she's married. Her life was built around him and his was built around her. Even if he's not alive anymore, I feel like he's going to wait around for my grandma and they will pass together. Welcome to a sweet love story to talk about in heaven. He waited for his true love even after death. She remained faithful even though dating and moving on wouldn't be actually cheating. 
Well that's my encounters. Maybe later on I'll talk more about the not so positive ones that I had more recently. Those weren't exactly mine I just witnessed.