You know doak, I was just thinking about what you said about the other dimension and I remembered something that happened to me a year or two ago.
One night my husband called home from work to check in on us and I asked him to bring home a case of water and my son asked him to bring home a can of soda for him.
We said our goodbyes and hung up.
I was reading in bed a little while later when I heard him come in the house and drop something loudly on the floor which I thought was a toolbox and then realized it had to be the case of water.
His keys were jangling very loudly and I wondered where he got so many keys and then thought maybe his boss gave them to him.
Then I heard him talking to my son and they were being very loud and thought to myself how they were going to wake up the children.
So I hear him go to the closet outside by bedroom door to change out of his uniform like he always does and I lay down thinking he would be in within a couple of minutes and I waited.
I ended up falling asleep and when I woke up he was not in bed.
I got up to see if he was watching tv and he wasn't there, he wasn't anywhere. I looked out in the driveway and the car wasn't there.
I went upstairs to ask my son where his father went because it was so unlike him, he is not the type to go out anywhere and my son says that he hadn't seen him yet.
My son tells me that he heard his dad come in and drop something on the floor and he heard me and his dad talking :? He said that we were being loud and when he came down to get his soda from his dad that no one was there.
He said the car was gone so he thought I sent him back to the store for something.
He also heard the loud keys jangling.
When I told him that I never saw his father much less talked to him he was shocked and swore he heard us talking.
I told him that I heard him and his father talking and he said he saw him either.
So both of us heard my husband come in the house, with loud keys jangling, drop something down on the floor loudly and heard a loud boisterous conversation going on and we both thought it was the other one talking to him.
I called my husband to see where he was and he says that he is driving home from work right then and would be home in a half hour or so :?
Yikes. So I spill the whole story to him and he doesn't even know what to say. He tells me to check the door to see if its locked and it was, it also had the hook latch on the top of the door that we keep on so the younger children don't go out near the busy street.
So someone would have had to let him in anyway, he would have been locked out.
So who came in like they were getting home from work, going through the whole motions of returning home from a hard days work?
Its like someone else lives and works in the same place as us but its a seperate dimension, like we lead parallel lives.
I know it sounds bizarre but it really happened to me and I don't know how to make sense of it all.
My house use to be a stage coach stop that ran from here to Boston, it was also a farm and a shoe factory.
The shoe factory is now my next door neighbor's house and they said they hear someone come up the steps to the bedroom every night like clockwork.
There is alot of history here and maybe some energy gets trapped or something, I don't know.
I had never previously given any of this type of thing any thought but since these things have happened more and more here I have been trying to make sense of it.
I consider myself to be a somewhat sane person and not prone to delusions but I do know what I hear and what I see.
Someone told me that things happen more in an old house when you disturb something there.
I just unearthed a well in the backyard 2 days ago that had been buried, the masonry work was pretty impressive and I figure I will have the top of the well built up nicely by a mason, my neighbor who is the town historian saw us and came over.
He said oh you finally found the old well, very good. He said ya know the little girl and her grandfather that died here died from drinking bad well water from that well.... :?