My hope is threw sharing my experiences with people, that if they are going threw the same things, they will not feel alone. My belief is that we are not alone on earth. Spirits walk among us rather we choose to ignore them or not. Do not be afraid of them for the most part they will not hurt us. If you are being hurt by one most likely they are not a human spirit they are a demon and you need to seek perceptional help to get rid of them.

~Sylent Phantom 

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It's not me

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Coffin Up Cash

I used to have my room arranged like Gaston Leroux described Erik's room to be like complete with a coffin, but since then it has gotten
so messy you could hardly tell. Even my organ was getting covered. Well any way. I use to joke that when Phantom stole money from the
opera manager he'd some times forget and leave it in his coffin. One day my friend asked me to go to Disneyland. I really wanted to go,
I told her, but I had no money. About an hour before she was going to leave I was sitting on my coffin one of my other fiends was sitting
on my bed we were talking and joking around about Phantom. My coffin had been closed for around a month after I had cleaned it out so
there was no way that there was anything in there, but a blanket. My friend jokingly said well maybe Erik put some money in there for you
and I jokingly played along and proceeded to open it up. There was only a blanked in there and I jokingly pulled it out and began to shake
it. "See" I said "No money from Phantom." Just as I finished the last word a fifty-dollar bill fell out of the blanked and landed at me feet. I
screamed and jumped up on my bed next to my friend. "Ok very funny you put that in there right?" When I saw her expression I knew she
had nothing to do with it. Pretty weird if you ask me, and every once in a while when I get really poor I find money in my coffin.

In my bed again

I had gone through a really bad break up with my boyfriend and then got into another fight with my mom. To make matters worse my best
friend invited my ex-boyfriend to my music concert. That night I was really upset and I was seriously reconsidering whom I called my friends.
I was so depressed that I had no one to talk to. I was facing my door with the lights out when I felt something crawl up on my bed and move
slowly behind me. I started to scream out, but suddenly I felt better. I said softly "Erik is that you?" without moving to look because I was too
scared that he would leave. There was no answer, but I felt his arm around me after I asked.

LA Demon

One Night while I was living in LA I was awoken by an odd scratching sound. I looked up and there was a weird shadow on my 
ceiling. The closeted thing I can compare it to is the Ring wreathes from Lord of the Rings. It was some sort of crazy 
demon clothed in a black torn robe and crawling across the ceiling into my room. It was making the awful screeching noise that sounded 
as if it would shatter my window and my ear drums. It made it's way into the room and started to reach for Bill my boy friend asleep in the bed next to me. By this time I came to my senses and I jumped out from under the covers. I moved over Bill and started to recite the Lord's Prayer. The thing backed up still make an awful noise by this time Bill was coming to right as the thing disappeared. 

I would never wish this thing upon my worst enemy, don't ever think Demons are not real. They are and if you see one recite the Lord's Prayer. 

In the Car

One night was driving my friend back to my house. It was about 3 in the morning and we were driving down main street called New Port boulevard. I was driving about 50 mph due to the lack of traffic this early in the morning. All the lights were green so I just sped threw them. Well as I came to a main cross street called Bay that goes over the freeway I heard a voice loudly and commanding yell "Stop!" I slammed on my breaks just in time to see a car fly threw the intersection on my green light at about 90 mph. If I had not slammed on my breaks both me and my friend would have been killed. I sat in the intersection threw the green light in shock. I looked at my friend and asked if he had heard the voice? He said he had. It sent shivers down my spine. To know my angel was watching for me. Now every time i cross that intersection I get chills. 

Car crash

I was coming home from a tutoring lesson with my mother when it happened. My mom had pulled out onto a busy street to turn left. She looked both ways, but then forgot to look to her left again. I had my head down and never saw it coming. A car came speeding towards us and rammed into the left side of our vehicle. The side of the car was smashed pretty good and glass went every where. No glass cut me or my mother even though it was all in our lap and covering our clothes, we were not hurt either. I do believe my guardian angel was watching over us that day. There was no way the glass could have not cut us when it went every where.

1998

Big fight

     My life started to go down hill when I found out my mother had been keeping  papers and a letter from my maternal mother, form me. I got furious. and went into an uncontrollable rage. I had crying fits and nervous brake downs. I locked my self in my room and did not want to come out. I was leaning up against my door crying uncontrollably, when two hands reached down and placed them selves on my shoulders. A shiver come over me and I looked up to see a shadowy face of a man smiling down at me. He was wearing a long gray coat and a fedora and a white mask.  I know had he come to me in any other form I would have screamed.  I smiled back and suddenly became calmer. My tears dried up almost instantly and I felt happiness fill my hart even thought I don't know why. this was the fist time I had see my angel's face.

 1999

Continued, in hospital

I had Bill Drive me to the hospital where we found out my Grandpa was in really bad shape. A blood vessel in his head had exploded and was bleeding internally. I was going in and out of panic attacks. I was not able to deal with the fact that if I had gone strait over to my Grandparent's house instead of Bill's I would have found him earlier. I was screaming in the waiting room to the emergency room. I some how got out side where it was cold and raining. Bill brought me back inside where he calmed me down some. Then a  doctor asked if I wanted to see him. I went in and saw my Grandpa who was the healthiest person that I new on a hospital bed with tubes coming out of every hole and blood being drained. It was the most horrifying thing I have ever experienced. I came out of the room when I heard one of the doctors telling my family that he probably would not make it threw the night. 'He's going to die.' Was all I could think of. Why I thought, it should be me on that table I'm strong and younger.  I could lived. I started blaming my self and I was panicking more and more. I remember Bill holding me and comforting me when out of no where  a lady appeared  in fount of us. She was older, in her 60s yet some what youthful. She was wearing all white and she seamed to be glowing white. She took my hands carefully in hers and looked right into my eyes. I could feel the stress in my body being lifted.
"She said in a beautiful sweet voice, "Your grandpa is not going to die. Don't worry....."
And then just as mysteriously as she appeared she left out the door and disappeared into the rain. I looked at Bill and asked him if he had seen what saw and he said he had. I asked if he thought it was an angel and he said yes it was.

I tell my Friends if you do not believe I wish you would because I have never experienced  something that heart lifting. I was the only one in my family that had saw her other then Bill and they were right there. I know it was real.
And She was right he did not die. Even thou they told us to expect the worse.

In my drawing room

This day I had gotten particularly depressed. I was laying on the floor with a knife in my hand. I was ready to cut my wrists, but as I lifted the blade I felt a hand press on my arm and grab the knife and fling it across the room.  Then I heard a voice say "Don't do it"

1st meeting
(Childhood)

    I had been told when I was very young Angels watch over us and I had not really fully understood what that meant until the first day I realized my guardian angel was very real. 
    I was in kindergarten when it happened. It was after school and I was in Brownies aka Girl Scouts for young girls. We were making lays for a Hawaiian party we were suppose to go to. I had taken my pace behind my friend and to the right of a large window. I was busy sowing fake flowers on to blue straws when a basket ball came flying threw the window amide strait for my head. I looked up just in time to see it hit an invisible force and land softly at my feet. Now just before I saw it come flying threw the window I had an impulse to pushed my friend forward. I had not know why until I say the ball. Shattered glass flew every where, but did not touch me or my friend or any one else for that matter. Even though logic would tell you, because the ball flew right at me I'd be covered. I looked down beside my desk for some unknown reason. I say an area where the glass had not fallen even though it had fallen all around it. It looked to be the shape of a human with it's arm out. Every one in the room was shocked no one was hurt especially my mom because she saw the hole thing. People were whispering under their breath that it hadn't hit me because my guardian angel was standing over me. I was shocked and yet some how moved. From that day for ward I believed.

1986

(In bed)

Now I'm not going to lie, but my mother and I don't get a long very well at all. My whole life we've had fights ranging from tiny fits to large yelling matches. Now I'm adopted just so you understand what happen. I ever since I can remember I wanted to know who my maternal mother was. Some times it would keep me up at night. I'd cry my self to sleep at night because I was afraid to mention it to my mother because I did not want to hurt her feelings. So I kept my mouth shut. It slowly racked on my heart and the older I got the more I wanted to find my identity. One night in particular I was praying that she might find me some how so I would not have to say any thing to my mother about it. Just thinking about it made me cry uncontrollably. I thought I'd never find my maternal mother. I had already tried to look for her via internet and failed miserably. How was she going to find me if she doesn't even know I'm looking for her. I couldn't do any thing and my situation seemed very hope less. I felt so alone, not knowing were I came from. All hope was lost. I was laying with my back to the wall when it happened. I felt something brush my side and curl up next to me with it's back against mine. I started to feel calmer and stopped crying. I soon after fell asleep.

1997

While I was living in LA I got a job at one of my favorite places The Silent Movie Theater in LA. I knew this place was always haunted. Please refer to Bill, a spirit walks threw for more info on the background history of this theater. I was working Halloween night 2004 Charley was showing Lon Chaney's version of  POTO 1925. He asked me to dress up as his Phantom. All Day long Frankie Charley's friend would not shut up about the guy who use to own the theater the one who got shot. Frankie new the guy and worked for him, but they never got along. All Day long he was bashing the guy in the same theater he got shot in and died. I kept pleading with him no pun intended ghosts' don't like to be talked about, especially badly. Frankie started to complain of a head ache so he went up stairs to lie down. Latter that evening I was peering threw the window to the theater to catch some of  the movie and Charley was cleaning the popcorn machine Just as I had found a good passion to see the film the door to the projection room flew open and out walked the film operator with a scowl on his face. He came down the stairs and look at me as though he did not know who I was.  We where friend's often talking about silent films, granted I was in Lon Chaney's Phantom make-up, but he knew that,  he even went as far as to complement me. I began to get quite uncomfortable as though it was some one else staring threw his eyes at me and I moved out of his way and cornered my self into the door jam. The projectionist then turned to Charley who was still cleaning the popcorn machine and said in an odd voice, "Where is Frankie?" I looked over at Charley just in time to see him point up stars. Then give me a startled look. The projectionist then proceeded up the stars to where Frankie had been laying down. I walked over to Charley and said "What the hell was that all about?" seconds latter Frankie screamed and came fling down the stars. He ran to Charley and told him that the projectionist had just tried to choke him in his sleep. Then all eyes fell on the stars weighting for the projectionist to come back down the stars. A few minutes latter he came down the stars acting like nothing had happen and in some what of a daze. He even waved at me and asked oddly why every one was staring at him funny. Charley and Frankie talked to him about what had happened and it turned out that the projectionist did not even remember how he got up the stars or what had happened. Charley wrote if off as him just being senile. Frankie was not right the rest of the night. I asked "Now will you believe me." He laughed oddly and went over to the spot where the previous owner was shot and apologized he never said anything bad about him again. 

Moral of the story: don't say shit about the died unless you can handle the shit to come. 

Bill, a spirit walks threw

In my senor year in high school I frequented the silent move theater in La. The theater history always intrigued me. The first owner built it in the 40's with his wife. He was a silent move lover and wanted to share the, now lost art, with the rest of the world. Well it all went t well until his wife wanted a divorce and then informed him that she wanted to take everything including all the original reels. Well He did not want to give them up or close the theater so he when ton showing the movies until one day he was shot in the ticket booth, which is now the popcorn stand. The man who shot him was hired by his wife. Well to make a long story short the theater was closed until Charley Reopened it and became it's current proprietor. Excuse me if I did not mention the original theater owner's name because I don't remember Charley told me, but this was 4 years ago so please bare with me. Any way Some of my friends and I went to  theater for the showing of Phantom of the Opera. I dressed up as Phantom and was talking with the manager of Monsters in motion. Bill my boyfriend came up to me and told me he was just going to wait over by the bathrooms for me. He crossed by the popcorn stand and then went over to stand by the bathrooms. I did not think anything of it until he suddenly looked a little sick. Then he stared to cry. I started to walk over to him; as the manager from monster in motion was still talking to me, Bill ran out of the theater. I got scared an ran after him. I found him in the front seat of the car. I leaned in jokingly asking if he was ok. I looked at me and in a strange unfamiliar voice he said my chest hurts. I reached in the car and put my hand on his shoulder, asking him if he was going to be alright. He looked at me again and in a very frightened voice he told me he felt weird. I got in the car and sat next to him. He told me he thought he was some one else. that some one had walked threw him. around the popcorn stand is where first felt it. Then I told him about the shooting and then I realized The owner had been shot in the chest. Pretty creepy if you ask me

My house phone

I was at my friend Kim's house with a few of my friends when we heard her phone ring. We where the only ones there so Kim went to answer it. When she picked it up no one was on the other end. She said hello a few times and preceded to hang it up thinking it was a wrong number. I grabbed the phone out of her hand when she said it sounded like some one was breathing on the other end. I said hello I know some one is there jokingly. Still no answer. Then my friend took the phone asking who it was. Still no answer  so we hung it up not thinking twice about it. Latter that evening I went home to an empty house my parents had gone out to dinner. I noticed a message blinking on my message machine so I hit the button to listen to it. I nearly had a heart attack when it was my friends and me saying hello. Some how my house phone had called Kim's house and recorded us.

The bed keeps shaking

Practically every night at my old house my bed would shake. I'd hear voices in the hallway like some one was having a party and sometimes I would even hear a ball bouncing on the wall. One night my bed began to shake it even levitated about two inches off the floor it scared me horribly and to make matters worse my parents would not even believe me. I finally got so sick of my bed shaking and it waking me up I yelled at it to stop and ever since then it did.

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After taking a shower I usually would got watch TV in my parents room. The bathroom was connected to their bedroom so they would just think I was taking a long bath and would not know I was staying up past my bead time to watch TV. One night after my bath I was watching Unsolved Mysteries. I was very intently watching it when the door to my parents room witch was locate behind me opened.  Thinking it was one of my parents I simply said with out taking my eyes off the TV that I'd go to bed after the show. Then I felt some one crawl over the water bed and around my back to my right side. Figuring it was my dad trying to scare me I wiped my head around to my right. I was about to say you aren't scaring me when I realized I t was not my dad at all. It was a watering see threw figure only inches form my face and it was staring right at me. I freaked out and screamed a blood curtailing scream as I fell on the floor with fear. I was so scared my legs would not work so I crawled down the hallway till I reached my parents in the living room They had heard me scream and asked what was wrong. My face was very pale, my mother latter told me, and I began to stutter.  My mom was like calm down and come have a seat on the couch. I managed to crawl up on the couch and when I finally did calm down I told them what happened. They both said it was just my imagination. Yah right. 

Years latter I was in the car with my dad and when where talking about ghosts and he told me that the first time we lived at my old house he had been taking a nap when he woke up a realized something or someone was holding him down. I yelled at him saying he should have supported me when I felt crazy because my mother had always said it was just my imagination.

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I was a techies or aka technical back stage worker, in theater at my high school. I can't remember what production It was now but all the techies where on the stage moving things around and then marry said look someone is waving at us from the light booth. The light booth is made up of three rooms the light board room, spot 3 room and the sound booth room. We all turned and looked up at the light booth. In the spot three room we saw some kid waving at us so we all waved back thinking it was Kolby who was doing lights that night. Then Kolby came over the head set and asked why we where all waving. We said because you where waving at us. Kolby said that it was not him and that he had fallen asleep on the light board and that why we could not see him in the room. We asked who was up there with him and he said no one. We began to freak out because what ever was in the spot three room was still there staring at us on stage. Kolby ran in to spot three's room and the figure disappeared before our eyes. Kolby came up to the glass window in spot three and said see no one is up here. This sent every one on stage in a screaming frenzy till Jim out Technical director told us to calm down. That he had see it too and that the ghost has never heart any one. 

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During the production of Cinderella done by the Jr. high school I was doing spot 2. We were all sighed to teach one Jr. student our jobs. I was getting hungry during rehearsal so I sent my Jr. High student to get me some food. I was all alone in my booth when I heard foot steps above me in the cat walk. I figured it was my Jr. student coming back. So I paid it no mind. I listened as the foot steps got louder and I hear the trap door above my booth open. I waited for the student hungrily. I heard more foot steps and then the trap over my head opened.  I expecting the students feet to come threw freaked out when there was no one there and no hand holding the trap door open either.  Hello I said looking up into the booth above me I saw a shadow move and the trap door slammed shut. I screamed realizing it was not a human, but the ghost. I screamed over the head set to the technical manager that there was something in the cat walk. He walked threw the cat walk wish a flash light talking to me as he went. I was paralyzed with fear because I could hear breathing in my booth. It's in here with me oh God hurry I screamed. Jim came threw my trap door in no time flat to find me in the corner of the booth shaking. He left the trap door open and soon we heard the foot steps in the booth above us and then the trap door slammed shut and it disappeared. Jim stayed in my booth till I calmed down. The hole tech crew had heard the ordeal because I had had my head set on the hole time. Every one was little jumpy after that. 

When I moved into my new house I took the room at the very end of a long hallway, don't ask me why I figured I let the ghost at my old house ok. Well My dog was scared to go into my room he would not step foot threw the door way. So I drug him into my room and once he was in there he stared at the corner of my room right by the door all night. He would not look away no matter what I did. Night after night this would happen. One night he would not let me into my room every time I tried to pass him he'd lean on my leg and growl until I stopped trying to go into my room. Another night I was watching TV on my bed and Timon, my dog was staring at the corner as always then he started to move his head back and forth form one corner to the other. I was like what is going on then I realized what ever he was seeing was passing back and forth in my room. I freaked out but Timon would not let me get off my bed he ran to my side and pushed on my leg as hard as he could. I stood there and then Timon 's head raised the ghost was coming over to us. I could not see anything, but Timon new it was there and I could feel it. Then Timon started to growl at it. I was shaking, but glad Timon was protecting me. It soon left. Timon still warns me of the ghost presence. 

I made the joke to my friend that Phantom drinks Mountain Dew mainly because I'm kind of addicted to the soda. Well about a week
later I got a Mountain Dew out of the icebox and went to my room. I was the only one in the house and I was trying my best to clean
my room when the phone rang. Now I had just opened up my soda when the phone rang and I had not even a chance to take a sip and
I had set it on my dresser. I answered the phone and when I came back the soda was across my room sitting on my coffin and it was half
drank with what looked like saliva half way down the can. I sat there kind of confused and then when it hit me I freaked out and screamed
"Erik! God, if you wanted one all you had to do was ask."

One night I could not go to sleep. I was just laying in my bed staring at the ceiling. I was about to doze off when a cold burst of air passed over my ear. I rolled over thinking it was just a moth and brushed it away. Again I felt the cold air on my ear. This time I pulled the covers over my head. Then all of the sudden the covers were pulled down. I freaked out and tried to pull them back up when I felt the cold air on my ear again. I turned over to see a shadow leaning over me. I screamed when I saw that is was wearing a wide rimed had and coat I suddenly realized it was blowing on my ear. I reached over and turned on my light and then it was gone. My mom came running, thinking I had had a nightmare. She saw my face and I told her there was some one in my room. She looked all around with a flash light but there was nothing. she had to sleep with me cause I was too scared to be alone. It was only till the next day that I thought that maybe it was Phantom. 

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I had moved my bed to the other side of me room , stupid me, near the door. It had only been there a week when one night I was woken up by my dog Timon growling and my cat Ayesha hissing. They normally lay on either side of my bed, when I awoke their fur was all puffed up. I then realized what they were growling at was crawling up from the foot of my bed. It reached out to me. I was paralyzed for a moment when I again saw the wide brimmed had and coat. I could barley make out it's face, but what I saw was enough,. it was wearing a mask. As it reached out I tried to scream, Timon lunged forward with his teeth clinched. I managed to turn the light on and it disappeared. My mom came running into my room I told her what had happened. I think Phantom just tried to crawl up on my bed. My mom laughed at me your having nightmare. I reached over and showed her both Timon's frizzy fur and Ayesha's. Ok then they had the same nightmare too. You'd think she'd believe me by now. 

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First some quick history on my house
The people who lived in my house before us where very troubled. the older brother was on every drug you could imagine and he lived in the room on the ether side of my bathroom. The mother was also very abusive. Well when we moved in to the house after wining it in an action We found a very nasty and evil looking painting on the far wall in he brother's room. There were black demons painted on the top portion of the wall. It freaked me out so bad I could not even look at them and believe me I love horror movies and very little freaks me out. It took 8 coats of white paint to even cover it and now that I've sense moved out of that house for college it's starting to seep threw. I refused to sleep in that room so it became the extra room where most of my art was. 

Ok now the story
My friend Marvin had come to live at my house because his mother had kicked him out. He stayed in the spare room on the other side of my bathroom down the hallway (The brother's room). One night I heard him scream and he came running into my room. He was so tired once he hit my pillow he passed out. In the morning he told me what had happened. He said that he had woken up when he saw a teenager male walking to his room. The kid started to draw demon like characters on the far wall. Now as he is telling me this he is pointing to the exact spot were the real drawings where. I had never told him anything of the history of the house either so you can imagine e my fright. Then he told me what the boy looked like to a tee of what he really looked like.  Then he told me a woman walked in the room and started to hit the boy in the head. He told me the lady had long blond hair and was fairly short and not to pretty. He had told me exactly what the real mother had looked like. I then told him the history of the house and his face went pail. We then ran to tell my mother what had happened. She told us that the brother had died of an over dose possibly in the room. I still will not sleep in that room. 

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My friend's Cat had kittens and I was anxious to get one. I was trying to figure out what one to take when I walked in to see them the first time and a little white cat with a black mask cam over the top of the bed mewing at me. It wanted me to pick it up so I bend over and picked it up where upon it started to purr. Any way to make a long story short Phantom cat is way spoiled and is very Phantom like. So one night I was laying in bed somewhere in-between sleep and awake and my vision is starting to go blurry. My room is very dark because I can't sleep with any bit of light but that night the blinds had been messed up a little and a beam of light from the moon was coming in. I closed my eyes then opened them and I saw a shadow in the door way. I was not freaked mostly cause this happens a lot. So I sat there to see what was going to happen. and the shadow cam into the room and walked over to the wingback chair where Phantom cat was sleeping. The moonlight hit the shadow and I saw it was Erik once again surprise surprise. Any way he reach down and picked up Phantom cat and was petting her softly and then saw I saw him and put his finger to his lip I turned to wake up Bill cause I don't like being the only one who see Erik I don't want people to think me mad and just as he woke up I turned and Erik was gone. 

Erik truly watches over us (College 2003)
I don't know how many of you may know this, but I have diabetes and I'm on a pump which is a little machine that is about the size of a pager and it injects insulin with out me having to give shots 4 times a day. Well one night I was so tired after a long day at school that I fell right to sleep and I had this dream. Erik was staring at my right hip I was like what is wrong. He did not say anything he just kept pointing at my hip. I kept trying to figure out what he was staring at. Then I remembered I had put my pump's site on my right hip. I looked down and it had come loose. The top side had come up. Which could make me very sick. Erik grabbed my shoulders and was shaking me to wake up. I kept fighting him to leave me alone I was too tired and this was just a dream. He kept insisting I wake up and I kept resisting. He said, "You have to wake up now!" Finally I was shaken awake and I was so groggy I almost fell back asleep. I looked at the clock and it was 5 am. I sleepily walked to go to the bathroom. When I turned to look down and saw my pump had come loose. The top side had come loose just like in my dream. I freaked out. I had to redo the entire thing. I then crawled back in to bed and that's when it hit me. Erik knew and woke me up. I was really grateful he had.

one night I was woken up by loud crying. I rubbed my eyes but could not see what it was. The crying was coming from the corner of my room where the door is. My room was very cold and the crying sounded so horribly sad. It made my heart ache. After a while it became softer and my room started to warm back up. Relieved it was going away I suddenly realized it was going into Marvin's room. Oh God  I thought I have to warn him, but I could not scream. Then Marvin screamed and came running into my room pail as a sheet. When he jumped in my bed he told me Phantom had crawled up on his bed crying. he also told me his room had become very cold. Oh god I clinched the sheets as I told him he was in my room and I had heard him go down the hallway, but I lost my voice and could not warn him. We both where huddled up together after that.

I know you all want to know what this Phantom looks like so here is what he told me. 
He said it was wearing a wide brimmed black hat and a black coat or cloak, he could not tell for sure. It had a white mask he says he has not idea if it was a full face mask or not because he could only see one side of his face.

One day me and Marvin decided we were going to sing in the living room. My parents were out of town so it seems to be a great time to have fun. I asked Marvin if he could go get my CD's out of my car and that I'd go get the CD player out of my room. We both left at the same time. I went threw the sliding glass door to go threw the door to my room. I had left the sliding glass door open so when I came back with my hands full I would not have to open it again. When I came to the sliding glass door with my hands full I noticed it was shut and not only was it shut it was locked too. I pounded on the glass door thinking Marvin had done it as a joke. Then I saw him come threw the front door with tall the CD. He heard me pounding on the door and came running. I asked him if he had done it. He looked at me funny you know I could not have done it I was out side getting the CD you saw me leave. We both kind of freaked out. 

Then latter that night we where sitting in my bed watching TV. Ayesha was on my lap and Timon was on the other side of the house.  Suddenly we heard something rustling in the bathroom. Then we heard a crash. I jumped out form my bed and we both ran in the bathroom to find my Beauty and the Beast picture that normally hung over my toilet had fallen perfectly face side up on the toilet seat. Then I looked closer there was Pumpkin confetti sprawled perfectly all over the glass and nothing on the ground. Now I have some Pumpkin confetti in a container on the other side of my bathroom on the counter. I quickly checked it and nothing had seemed to have been disturbed other then the picture and the confetti on it. We freaked out and ran back into my room.

On day Marvin asked his friend to come over to practice for a dance competition. I was sitting in the kitchen and they where practicing in the living room. Then I over heard Marvin tell the girl that he would be right back and I heard him open the sliding glass door. I happened to be walking by the living room just as I saw the sliding glass door shut of it's own free will and the lock shift and lock it's self. The girl looked at me and freaked out. I ran into the living room and reopened the sliding glass door for Marvin. I told her it does that all the time. 

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One night I was really mad that I had to read this stupid book for English class and I was joking out loud that Phantom should read it for me. Well I laid on my bed about to fall asleep with my back facing the room and my head facing the wall in a fetal position. Then as I started to slip off I head chuckling behind my back. I started to try and turn to look at who it was and I realized it was holding me down. I was not really scared, but more angry. "Erik if that is you I'm going to kick your ass," I said half joking.  I tried hard to movie but even with all my strength I could not movie. Then suddenly he let up and I almost fell off the bed from all the pushing I was doing when it let goof me. Then I threw my book at him before he disappeared laughing . Needless to say i read the book quickly. 

One of my dogs Cece, the mother of Timon died shortly after September 11 happened. The doctor had told us that she probably would not make it threw the week end due to liver failure. I had my cell phone on waiting for the call form my mom incase Cece was to die that day so I could come home and be with her. Well stupid me left the phone in my car and sure enough my mom had gotten the call and gone to pick her up she was dieing in the car. I remembered about 30 minutes latter that I had left the phone in my car and barrowed my friend's phone. My mom told me she was already dead, but that I should come home any way. I was heart broken that I had missed the chance to say good bye. I rushed home to find Timon laying next to her. I sat there crying I had felt so bad for not saying good bye. Two days went by and we barred her in the back yard where all the bunnies lived, who she loved to chase. Latter that night just as I was falling asleep I head a rustling by my bedroom door and in walked Cece. I was not scared I was almost excised. "Cece,"  I said ,"your ok." I reached out to pet her, but my hand went threw her body then I realized it was her ghost coming to say good bye. I saw Timon on my bed he was still asleep. then I turned back to her and told her that I was glad too see she was ok and not hurting any more and with that she turned around and walked down the hallway and disappeared. I tried to tell my mom, but as you know if you have ready anything else on this page is not real receptive. I then said just know she is ok. 

I use to sleep with a stuffed version of the Beast form Disney's Beauty and the Beast when I was little. One night I woke up to my Beast dolls' hand's around the caller of my night shirt. "I heard a voice tell me to get out." I promptly ripped my doll off my shirt and threw it to the end of my bed screaming. My mom came running in the room. I told her what had happened and she said it had to have been just a nightmare. Oh really I said then why was there stretch marks on the neck of my shirt. 

I don't really know what it could have meant, but my parents almost got a divorce when we lived there and the people who movie din shortly after us got a divorce too. 

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