Scared.

A few nights ago, I did something STUPID. I watched "The Haunting in Connecticut." It freaked. me. out.

I have a problem. I love scary movies! I don't like killer movies (I think they're stupid and gory), but supernatural thrillers really get my blood pumping. And I love it! I love the twists in the story, and the "jump" moments (even though those are the moments when I usually put a blanket or pillow over my face. Luke can attest to that!) I don't believe in ghosts or anything like that, so it's just a fun scare. DURING the movie. But then afterwards, even though I really don't believe in ghosts or that kind of thing, my imagination goes crazy.

I've seen so many scary movies by now, they really haven't gotten to me too much lately. But THIC really did. There were lots of spiritual elements in it, and that stuff IS real, so I was a mess. (I didn't sleep for two nights after being forced to watch "The Exorcism of Emily Rose." That's how much the spiritual stuff gets to me). Anyway, I was laying in bed on Monday night after watching the movie, and my paranoia level was about an 8 out of 10. I was trying to keep my mind busy thinking about mundane, everyday things, so it didn't dwell on the movie. I was slowly but surely calming down and drifting off to sleep, when I heard it....

Scratching on our door. And rattling on the doorknob (we live in an old house with heavy, rattly doorknobs on every door). I held my breath and shut my eyes tight. It stopped for a minute. When it started again, Luke shot up in bed. And then we heard a quiet little "meow." It was obviously just Gabby! In the morning she always stretches her body up so she can play with the doorknob and push on the door to try to get in our room. She doesn't usually do it at night, though, so I guess that's what threw us off. Luke supposedly does not remember this incident. But I think he's just embarrassed that he was a little scared ;-) I've never seen him like that before!

Fast forward to Tuesday night. The movie was sufficiently out of my mind, making it easy for me to fall asleep. Sometime in the middle of the night, I was awoken by a man's voice. NOT Luke's. I threw the covers over my head and shut my eyes tight and started praying. My half-awake mind was absolutely certain that there was a man standing over our bed, on my side. After a few seconds, I woke up more fully and realized there was no strange ghost-man in our house. In fact, the voice that I had heard was simply Luke's iPhone alerting him that, "You've got mail!" Yes, his phone annoyingly says that EVERY time he gets an email. I wish he would turn off that setting!

So lesson learned? Don't watch scary movies if they have anything spiritual in them! Obviously I cannot handle that stuff. It made for a couple of funny nights, though, once we realized we were in fact, NOT being haunted by the ghosts in the movie!