I first want to start off by saying this was so not what I was going to post about. I had planned on a post stating how much I am looking forward to this weekend because I have 4 days off, and it had been a very LONG week for me. Instead I am going to be writing about this now.
I know that lots of children have imaginary friends. I would make up different people that fit into what ever I was playing when I was younger. A teacher and class mates when I was pretending to be at boarding school (never was at one but when I was young I really really wanted to be), Customers at my shops, and so on and so on. It wasn't that I didn't have real friends or that I didn't spend time with them. Just when I was alone and playing I made up friends. I know I made them up because I pretty much designed them. How they looked how they acted what they said. Most definitely imaginary.
However there are other 'imaginary' friends I remember as well. The thing that sets them apart? I do not remember making them up. Also they where consistent. They were not only there when I was playing. Actually most of them where only there during the night. I didn't make up their clothing or there personalities. To be completely honest I also don't think I ever played with them. There are two I remember distinctly. One was a women. Looking back now I would say early 20's wearing what I now would describe as Victorian garb. When I was young I kind of thought of her as a baby sitter now that I am grown up I feel that she was a Nanny. The other was a male. He scared me but I think that was because he was more of a mass instead of a person. I knew he was male but I always saw him as a mass of dark.
There where others but I don't really remember them. I am pretty sure that the others where more fleeting. Kind of coming and going kind of a thing. I moved a lot when I was a child. I actually thought it was normal to move once a year. I think that these others kind of stayed at the places we lived but the other two moved with us.
Of course I am sure that by now any one reading this knows I am talking about ghosts. In my opinion these friends I did not make up, or at the very least remember making up, are ghosts.
Why two of them moved with us I am not sure. They slowly seemed to fade away as I got older. First the Nanny. The man didn't actually seem to disappear until I meat my husband.
Here is the reason I am posting this today. Just as I sat down at my computer to write my blog post, my 3 year old daughter comes out of her room crying. She does not have the best pronunciation, add the fact that she was crying, and you have a very confused Mommy. First I thought she had had a bedtime accident. She does not like when that happens. That wasn't it. She did have to go potty, but not to the point where she would get upset because she thought she couldn't hold it. Like I said she is 3 and sometimes children will just agree with you so I was trying really hard not to give her any ideas. After all I want to know what's wrong with her. At this point I am thinking she is feeling sick or something. I finally get out of her "touched me". A very painstakingly long conversation later this is what I got out of her.
She was sleeping, when a little boy tickled her arm pit. She often sleeps with her arms above her head so this wouldn't be hard to do actually. He scared her when he did it. He was now in her closet on the shelf kind of in the corner. She didn't see him with her eyes, so I am not sure how she determined that he was a boy. Now there are several explanations. She could have dreamt it. She could have made it up after she woke up. This boy could be an imaginary friend, or he could be a ghost.
My son who is 12 used to see ghost when he was younger. Now he still has a talent for seeing energy but it is kind of 'muddled' now. I asked him if he felt there was something here. He answered with out even taking a breath 'definitely'. He always felt that it was animals. Also learned something new by the way. Now when he sees ghost he only sees their 'foot prints'.
So anyway I have no problem believing that my children see ghost. The confusing thing is, that we are the people who built this house. Before that it has always been an uncleared lot in a somewhat rural area. My past experiences have shown me though that ghost are not tied to a specific place necessarily. Also a medium friend of mine has told me that sometimes spirits of children are attracted to children. So it is still very possible in my opinion that my daughter felt a ghost.
How do I make her feel better though? She doesn't understand ghost yet, or death for that matter. So I took her into her room sat her on the bed. Then we told the little boy, that when Rebecca is sleeping we need to leave her alone. She can't play then. I told Rebecca that the boy didn't want to scare her. He tickled her because he wanted to play with her. This made her feel better for the moment. She has been scared of her room for a little while now and maybe now I know why.
If anyone reading this has ideas on how to help her, or would like to share their experiences. Please by all means feel free to leave a comment.
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