G-g-g-ghosts!
Being an empath I have experienced my share of lost souls. That's what I call them. Because they are souls that did not go to heaven.
The soul in the house I am currently living in has had a beef with me ever since I moved me and my daughter into what used to be her daughter's room. She used to shake my bed violently at night.
Well, she's not the menace she used to be now that it's been OUR house for 30 years. But she does still like to make me aware of her presence. That's usually what they want from you, a little acknowledgement.
But she's making me a little bit nervous tonight. Nothing she's doing is out of the ordinary. Just a creepy vibe I'm getting. She's in hell and she wants me to join her.