When I was young, going to my grandparents for Christmas was something I looked forward to but now its something I dread. They both came from Mennonite homes and I known them as strong Christians all my life but about 3 to 5 years ago, there was a change to their home, a change only I seem to noticed, something powerful has made their place their home. the change started when they began to get vary ill, my grandpa was already on dialysis for few years at that point and my grandma was just diagnosed with a rare and vary slow moving type of cancer.
The aura is uncomfortable and just doesn't feel right, every part of their home feel like this. This aura is so ingrained into that house I have to buy bottle water because I even feel it even in the water pipes, drinking water from those pipes makes me feel nauseated and by the time its in stomach, I start feel odd, and a bit tired, as if some of my energy taken from me.
There is old home cold, and there is paranormal cold, I feel both in there, even the warmest rooms feel a bit cold to me. then there is trying to sleep in that pace, and that's when cold turns into heat, a mix of physical disabilities, an uncomfortable bed and my ability still reacting to the aura has me burning like a flame. I have yet to be touch by it and I can only hope it never tries to, that it stays its distance from me.
I may only every be there for one night, its always a night I wish I wasn't there. The house is like poorly cared for retirement home but there is more to it then being kind of gross, a powerful entity is lives there now, and I don't what it is, what its doing or why its there.
Their home may not be the worst I've ever encounter, it still fills every part of me with dread.
The aura is uncomfortable and just doesn't feel right, every part of their home feel like this. This aura is so ingrained into that house I have to buy bottle water because I even feel it even in the water pipes, drinking water from those pipes makes me feel nauseated and by the time its in stomach, I start feel odd, and a bit tired, as if some of my energy taken from me.
There is old home cold, and there is paranormal cold, I feel both in there, even the warmest rooms feel a bit cold to me. then there is trying to sleep in that pace, and that's when cold turns into heat, a mix of physical disabilities, an uncomfortable bed and my ability still reacting to the aura has me burning like a flame. I have yet to be touch by it and I can only hope it never tries to, that it stays its distance from me.
I may only every be there for one night, its always a night I wish I wasn't there. The house is like poorly cared for retirement home but there is more to it then being kind of gross, a powerful entity is lives there now, and I don't what it is, what its doing or why its there.
Their home may not be the worst I've ever encounter, it still fills every part of me with dread.