So I am going to preface this with...

I'm not nuts. Hah.

Let's rewind back a bit. When Jon and I were together, sometimes I would see.... things... in his room. Shapes. And I'd get a not-so-good/creepy feeling. One night, I even saw something standing close to me, when I woke up in the middle of the night. It was horrifying. Absolutely not a good feeling.

I mean, I've seen the ghost in my dad's house. I've seen it a few times. But it's not a bad feeling. That one's just hangin around, screwing with stuff. Bugging the dog. Etc. Etc. But it was never a bad/scary feeling. The one in Jon's room that night was threatening.

The breakup happened, and I hadn't seen anything in awhile. Then when Collin and I got together, I spent the night at his house. The very first night I was there, I woke up in the middle of the night and there was the thing, the bad not so good scary thing that I saw at Jon's hovering above the bed. Wtf? So I freaked the fuck out and yelled "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME." Then it was gone. Poof.

Fast forward to Monday morning. 6am. I woke up, and the room was dark (no surprise), and in the corner of the room, was the bad scary thing. Standing there. Watching me. Hair over its face. Just standing. I kinda scurried backwards on the bed slowly, and that's when it came at me. It actually came at me. And I screamed, and Collin woke up. And, again, gone. Now I was afraid. Wtf is that about?

Going onto Monday night (or early Tuesday morning rather), and Collin stayed over again. I was really sick Monday, so I was pretty quick to pass out that night. And around 4am, I felt two quick punched to my upper back. I sat straight up, nothing was there. Collin was clear on the other side of the bed, facing the opposite direction, so it couldn't have been him, and the bedroom door was closed and locked, so it wasn't the cats jumping on the bed. So... yeah. This had to go.

Tuesday night Collin thought it would be a fabulous idea (in the wake of my wtf-ness) that Andrew, PJ, Andrew's mom, Cyrus, himself, and I were all going to see Paranormal Activity. And in theory, fabulous idea. But at the end of the movie, I just kept thinking of the thing fucking with me. And this was it.

We did some research, and Andrew's mom apparently just has holy water on her (who has holy water on hand? Andrew's mom does... that's insane, I know) and we did the whole holy water... thing to the room.

Nothing has happened since. So hopefully that the punches to the back are going to be the last of the weird/not so good/scary thing in my room.

/End ghost craziness.