a ghost walked in...

i was watching a late night movie on cable yesterday and my cat was sleeping on one of the steps on our stairs.

i happened to look towards our balcony and while peering through the glass doors into the dark outside, i suddenly wondered what if i see a face outside or another face behind me? well, just a stray thought but i wondered where that came from.

of course, i hurriedly pushed the thought away.

next thing i knew, Kitty was suddenly awake, arranging herself neatly in that one step and looking down towards me.

which brought to mind another night...

it was about 2am or so. i was working on my laptop in the living room, my usual abode, with the TV turned on. i need to have noise, even if i'm not watching the TV because it will be too silent otherwise.

Kitty was sleeping on the couch in front of me, just a distance away.

so there i was, working intently, completely oblivious to the TV and everything else. i was looking intently at whatever was on my screen when suddenly, i felt like somebody - someTHING, since there was nobody - just walked right into my house!

my main door was to my left, quite a distance away and that feeling was so strong and so real i almost looked up to see who it was that had arrived.

just as i was turning to look, it dawned on me, that nobody came in cos nobody opened the door! but, something did just come in. that feeling was unmistakable. i don't know how else to explain it but i was convinced that somebody JUST arrived.

so my heart was racing and i took a breath and i looked up towards the door. obviously i didn't see anything but i was still sure there was somebody/thing there.

and Kitty woke up too. she was sleeping soundly, in one of her deep sleep where you can walk right up to her, put your face right next to her and she would still be asleep.

but she suddenly got up. really, really sudden movement. and she sat herself down and STARED in the direction of the door as well.

i swear, my hair all stood up.

so i calmly took a breath, shut down my computer, got up, patted my cat, trying to distract her but she continued to look past me at the door, so i turned off the TV, tried to coddle her to go upstairs with me but she refused so i left her there and hurried up to my room.

i didn't run.

not cos i was brave or unafraid.

but cos if i had run, i probably would've frightened myself more.

in any case, i didn't feel it was a vengeful spirit. i think i've encountered enough (yes enough, thank you, Lord) to know the difference.

but it was scary in any case.