So I haven’t told this to anyone bc I was so afraid on offending my boyfriends family but I swear to god in the weeks following his grandmothers death some extremely weird shit was happening. She passed away in our living room. She was connected to oxygen and this is important for later.

And you think you’re ab to hear some “oh that’s lowkey spooky.” No I would wake up screaming bloody murder bc at 4am every appliance in our house was going off, the TV would turn on blaring, I would hear CRASHING sounds like a tree was falling on our house, so I would wake up to all this noise just straight up screaming thinking someone broke in and was destroying our house and my boyfriend would have to get up and look around and turn all of our appliances off. I would follow behind him, scared out of my mind and we noticed her oxygen tanks, the big ones that probably weigh as much as me were seemingly thrown from one side of the room to the other, putting holes in the walls. We called the company they belonged to and begged them to come get them so we wouldn’t get more HOLES IN OUR WALLS. I would be like “I feel like our house is haunted.” And he said “I don’t want to deal with it, or think about it.” So he just shut it off and to this day will not speak on it. So I would just be freaking out every night by myself even though he witnessed all of it too bc he couldn’t process it. I want to add here, I will say he did mention it once. When our appliances kept going off he told me “you know, the paper shredder wasn’t even plugged in.” And I just stared at him like… no. Don’t tell me shit like that.

It stopped after a while, but someone told me she may have had issues passing over because she chose to disconnect her oxygen and told us to not put it back on her. We respected that because she was suffering.

NOW the lowkey stuff is starting, doors shutting and opening by themselves. TVs turning on and off.

And I just have to live with that, and live with my bf literally witnessing it with me and not even acknowledging it. We are about to move soon.

I am not upset about it.

I have called churches and asked for help, bc I had to work and was literally losing sleep because of this and the only thing I was able to get anyone to do was pray over the phone for my house. Didn’t work, the ghost rage fits as I call them lasted weeks.

Yes I posted this before, back when i was actively dealing with the worst of it. Still very much think about how I felt like I was going insane.