Visitor

[poliphilo]

"Turn over slowly," says Ailz. "And tell me what you see."

We're in bed. We've been in bed ten minutes or so. It's just past midnight.

I turn over. "Where?" I ask.

"About level with my shoulder."

I can't see anything and I say so. "What am I supposed to see?"

"There's a shadow. I was looking at the wall and suddenly the darkness got darker. And there's movement inside it."

"You think we've got a visitor?"

"Yes. You really can't see it?"

"No. But then I never can."

Bah; I find it really frustrating. I'm the one who's interested in ghosts- the true believer- but I never see a thing.

Shortly after she'd drawn my attention to it, the shape faded. I don't think this house is haunted; we don't have any permanent, unlisted residents; but we do get these visitors from time to time. Ailz never sees enough detail to identify them, but there was no feeling of menace or hostility- there never is (we have protection in place)- so I guess it was a friend.

I'd love to know who...

Comments

[cosmolinguist]

What kind of protection? Or shouldn't I ask? :-)

[treehavn.livejournal.com]

Yes, I'm also interested in the 'protection' (once I'd dragged my mind kicking and screaming out of the gutter). Why do you feel a need for it, if you don't mind my asking?

[sorenr.livejournal.com]

I can't help thinking that the world you inhabit seems so enchanted and somehow peopled with things and elements that I will never get even close to in my life. And though I have a hard time believing that a ghost would appear in MY bedroom, it somehow seems perfectly reasonable and credible that one should appear in you and Ailz's. My own life is far to entzaubert (is there an English word for that? "Disenchanted" has all these connotations of disappointment etc...) to allow for such appearences.

[jackiejj.livejournal.com]

Drat! So close!

But you did see a shape...

Did you feel anything?

[silversmoke.livejournal.com]

You should ask your bunny who it was. If he was awake, he probably knows.

[paroxysma.livejournal.com]

Could have been her brain actually.
Sometimes we see things and if we stare at them long enough our brain has a way of making them move.

[forestdweller.livejournal.com]

We have someone who visits our home off and on. I think she used to live there ages ago, perhaps she passed there. She tends to favor one of our bathrooms...the one we use the least. *chuckle*

[ibid.livejournal.com]

How exciting!

When I was little I heard voices and things when the house was empty but I don't now.

[karenetaylor.livejournal.com]

I used to get visits all the time shortly after my mum died. I'd hear her call my name, plain as day. Never saw her, though.

And my brother would stop by every so often, on a clear night, especially if I was sitting on my deck with a beer and a smoke.

Both of them, though, seem to have moved on. Which is the way it should be.

I've had feelings of presences in most places I've lived -- most of them seem benevolent. As far as guardians go, I do have "the ugly thing" (as pictured in the icon.) I suspect nothing is going to want to mess with my bad boys. ;-)