I believe in ghosts. I watch all the shows: Paranormal Witness, Ghost Hunters, The Dead Files, etc. While I believe in ghosts, nothing ghostly has ever happened to me – or at least, I didn’t think so until a few days ago!
Every year, the kids at school make a point to gift their friends with a ton of balloons on their birthday. Last year Angeline came home with about ten mylar balloons, and they floated around in her room for a good week before they began to lose steam. Angeline always deflates them after while and either saves them or tapes them to her wall for decorations.
Last year, Angeline and I were in the living room watching television when all of a sudden, we noticed one of her deflating birthday balloons float out of her bedroom door, down the hallway and into the living room.
IT WAS CREEPY!
Angeline started freaking out and I calmed her down, telling her that it was probably the air conditioning that was moving it through the house. The intake is right in front of her bedroom door, and it made perfect sense that it would draw the balloon out, and it was entirely possible that the vents were pushing it around.
At our Halloween Scary Movie Night, I was telling the story to my family because one of the movies we watched showed something similar happen – and it turned out to be a ghost!
Well…it happened again.
Angeline was on the couch Monday afternoon, watching television, and I was in the kitchen making apple chips.
It’s my new obsession! But I’ll write a whole blog post about that later!
So here we are, minding our own business, when all of a sudden, I hear Angeline squeak out in a tiny voice, “Mom, it’s happening again!”
Of course I had no idea what she was talking about, so when I came around the corner, I was a little shocked to see one of her birthday balloons floating next to her in the living room!!
She asked me if I did it, which of course I didn’t…and then she said, “it’s coming for you!” Sure enough, it turned slightly and started floating directly towards me.
I stepped to the side and it freaking turned again and floated at me again.
I grabbed it, threw it in her room and shut the door.
Later that evening, Angeline popped it.
I thought we were all done with the balloon business…and then one evening when I was getting ready to cook dinner, I turned around to see this…
Let’s just say that I was sufficiently creeped out. I threw the balloon into Angeline’s room and told her to keep her ghosts to herself!
Now, at this point, I honestly felt like something might be happening. A friend said that it was probably just moving because of the air flow through the house, even though the air conditioning was turned off.
Okay, whatever, I’m totally rational. I’ll let this go.
Then…While I was laying in bed watching television on Wednesday night, this happened.
I looked at the balloon and thought to myself, surely, this balloon is not going to float into my room.
So far they’ve all floated down the hallway into the living room and dining room.
I WAS WRONG.
I laid there watching it float directly towards me, and then I pulled the covers over my head and screamed for Angeline to come get her demons.
By the time she came, it had floated out of my room and into my office, which is across the hall.
Balloons are now banned in my home.