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Friday, December 8, 2017

The Deranged, The Bad, & The Good

Filming was scheduled to begin on May 24, 2016 and activity had picked up at a feverish pace.  The crazy lady had somehow opened some kind of pathway right to our house.  Spirits seemed to be everywhere and most of them weren't very nice.   It was like we were trapped in the eye of a hurricane, just waiting for the worse part of the storm to hit.

THE DERANGED

"I will never leave unless you leave with me!"

This was just one of the many things the crazy woman would say to me.  She was talking non-stop now and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't tune her out.  It was stressful because she would talk anytime I was at the house.  "Do you feel as if you are all balled up?  I am getting through to you now." she said to me as I drifted off to sleep one night.  That night I had dreams that she was there, walking around me. In the dream she was talking but I couldn't hear her.  She was blurry and transparent but I could see enough of her to know that she was lecturing me.   I was awakened by her loud blood curtailing scream.  I didn't sleep the rest of the night.  She knew Amy was coming too, "I feel as if someone is coming to bump me." she said to me one day.  "Surely, you would not let that happen to me, would you baby?"  I finally broke and said out loud, "If that's what it takes then yes!"  Just then there was a loud scream followed by a whisper in my ear, "If she comes, I will bump the ones you love."


THE BAD

"I have killed before, it is my nature and I do not take much mind to it."

I heard this as I was in the barn getting it ready for the film crew.  It was a male voice that sounded gravely and in an as matter of fact tone.  I had never heard this one, it was something new.  I looked around the barn just to make sure no one was there.  It was unnerving and I could feel a sudden wave of anxiety rush over me.   I was determined to stand my ground and to finish what I was doing.  As I was closing one of the horse stalls I heard,  "Here, let me help you!" and the stall gate slammed shut nearly catching my hand in the process.  If you know anything about horse stalls, you know that those sliding gate doors are extremely heavy and made out of reinforced steel.  I was lucky as it could have seriously hurt my hand.   I stood there dazed for a second not knowing what to do.  Then I heard a laugh behind me just as I turned someone yell, "BOO!" I was done...I hauled ass out of there and didn't talk to anyone about what happened.


THE GOOD

"Sometimes the good ones will follow the bad ones through the door."

One morning while I was getting the girls ready for school.  I heard a man say that to me.  His voice was calm and soothing.  He spoke with an air of confidence in a relaxed tone.  It immediately made me feel safe.  A few minutes later, Emi asked Jennifer who was that man that walked by.  Jennifer said it was probably Dad but she said no, he was wearing a flannel shirt and was short.  I walked back in and Jennifer asked me if I walked through the kitchen.  She said Emi just saw a man walk through.  I thought to myself this must had been the man I just heard.  I asked Emi if she was scared of him and she said no because he was seemed nice.  A few moments later, I heard "I am nice and I do not particularly care for those other folks here so I will try to keep them busy."

Even though some good was there, it wasn't enough to stop what was about to happen.

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