Spirit Speaks - Birth Of Darkness

10/22/2024

Two weeks ago, a series of poltergeist events started. It began one evening when my husband, daughter, and I were hanging out in our living room on the first floor of our home. We were casually talking on and off while watching the news. Suddenly, one of the bedroom doors upstairs slammed shut. My husband and I looked at each other. We didn’t want to alarm our daughter. We both knew it was “supernatural.” This kind of activity has come to be strangely banal in our lives. It doesn’t happen all the time, but comes in waves, and this was nothing compared to some of the weird stuff we’ve experienced together. To be honest, handling this sort of thing was on my list of things a dude had to be OK with. I’d had several boyfriends who got very scared and bailed.

One such event happened while I was a freshman at Cal-Arts. My roommate, let’s call her Julie, wouldn’t be alone in our dorm room because there were strange whirring noises and other benign but freaky things. One of the weirdest was when Julie and her best friend Hannah, and my then-boyfriend all hung out one night. Julie and Hannah were on the twin bed across from mine. My boyfriend was sitting on the bed talking to them. I fell asleep. I had a dream that I was in this weird drawing. It was a dark Indigo environment. Everything in it looked like a drawing made of gold. I climbed a ladder at the bass of a pyramid up to the top. I then felt my head hit the pillow, and woke to see everyone staring at me. My boyfriend ghost was white wearing a terrified look on his face. I asked