Visiting Cat Spirit
Grace, Stratford, Connecticut, February 2001
My house is haunted. I'm almost positive, but I don't
think the spirit or ghost is human.
A lot of the time I stay in my room alone and read, or listen to
music or something--my door is ALWAYS shut when I'm in my room.
Sometimes when I'm lying on my bed reading my door opens by itself
which is weird because my door is heavy--no draft could open it. I
hear the latch in the door click, and it starts to open--the door
always stops at almost exactly the same place.
After the door opens, a presence enters the room. Sometimes it
calms me, and sometimes it scares me--I know it's there. You know
how sometimes you close your eyes, and then you just KNOW someone
walked into a room? That's what it's like. I KNOW its in the room. I
can even tell where it goes in my room! I know if it's on the side
of the bunk beds, or by the TV.
At times I keep the TV on just so I won't have to look at it and
see a reflection of the room because I'm scared I'll see something
that's invisible to me. One time the wires to a video game
controller started to swing back and forth--I saw it out of the
corner of my eye. When I looked directly at them, it stopped. This
happened two more times on the same day. It was Saturday, February
I believe this is the spirit of my cat that got hit by a car in
November 1999. I know it might seem silly, but it's not. The way the
door opens...is just like the way my living cat does it. Only it's
not Kitty--it's Dorothy, the dead cat. And the swinging of the video
game wires...as if a cat is batting them, and playing. Dorothy loved
to play with string. Also she would open the closet doors sometimes.
She was an extremely delicate, quiet animal. After she died, I cried
myself to sleep for weeks because I was so depressed. I had a dream
about her going into some kind of bright light. She may have come
back out of it, I don't remember. But I hope she leaves soon so she
can rest in peace.