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Since I was ten years old and had to deal with the sudden death of my mother, I have actively sought out the paranormal, not seeking to spiritually connect with it for the most part, but to debunk what is possible to debunk and analyze that which is not.

Now whether you believe in the paranormal or not, it is a well-known fact that sometimes things occur that cannot be explained by conventional means. Even science has admitted that there are some things that occur that cannot be explained yet, which gives both scientists and believers in the paranormal a basis for finding those elusive explanations.

That is the basis for all investigations that the groups I have been involved with have ever done, and even when I experience something on my own, I find myself double checking to make sure that no outside forces could be contributing to the phenomena. Considering the fact that I live with several spirits, this means I am constantly in investigation mode.

My mother continues to make her presence known daily. If she isn't moving things around, she is making herself heard by rattling dishes in the kitchen or walking around. That's pretty tame and relatively calm considering what she used to do to my husband when we first got together. She would wait until he was walking down the hall, and then she would step out in front of him so he would walk through her and get a massive chill, which I found amusing, but he quickly got tired of. He stopped reacting to it eventually, and she finally stopped doing it.

Shortly after we married, my husband's father came to stay with us. He passed over when my husband was seventeen, and he loves to play pranks. We thought at first it was my mother changing tactics until our then nineteen month old son was babbling away one day while staring at a corner, and then he pointed to the corner and tugged on my husband's arm and said clear as a bell, "Grandpa!" My husband got a look on his face, and went to go and dig out a picture of his father and himself and brought it out to show our son. He looked at the picture pointed at the picture and then at the corner and said it again.

Our son had never met his grandfather, and at the time, my husband only had one picture of his father, which our son had never seen. A little while later, as I was walking past the hallway near the corner, I saw a shadow on the wall of a tall man who was missing part of his left arm. I had never met my father-in-law either, and I didn't know that he lost his part

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