I was shaking in fear, desperately clicking the buttons to an electronic key that would not work.

Despite my frantic efforts, the car did not start.

I tried to call my husband, but as usual, his phone was on silent.

I dialed my dad next.

“I think there’s something in my house,” I said.

“What do you mean?”

“I keep hearing someone or something moving around my house. It’s making a lot of noise, and I’m home alone…”

The noise was not as isolated incident.

Last night, my daughter woke up in the middle of night and screamed in terror.

Nothing I did worked to console her.

I tried rocking her. I tried feeding her. I tried holding her against me…

Her screams echoed through the house.

Finally, I began to pray ayat-al-kursi loudly, and her entire body went limp.

I had to check to make sure she was still breathing, and after that, I brought her into bed with me.

Lily’s night terror, coupled with this inexplicable presence in my home, unraveled me.

I have suffered from 5 prior paranormal experiences, and I worried this would be the 6th.

I called a friend to pick me up from outside my house, and once my husband was off from work, we returned home together.

Mouse traps and boxes we had left behind had been overturned, but we could find no animal.

Still, my husband thinks it must’ve been some animal—a possum or raccoon—that found its way into our home.

I’m not sure, but I hope that’s all it is.

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