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Ghost or Spirit?
By Peace | August 9, 2007
It was a terrible night for me. I did not sleep well. I went to bed at around 1.45am. Was tired, but not able to sleep. I have not had insomnia for quite a while. But last night was really bad. I do not know if it has anything to do with what I had written last night.
I had written about Cebest again and this time, I had put up his death photographs on YouTube. Is it okay to do that? I do not know. But somehow sometimes I am scared that I might lost the photographs since it is stored in my scan disk. What if it is lost and I will not have anymore backups. If I had put it up at YouTube, I can get to see it myself anytime. So finally, I had enough courage to put it up.
My Dog, Cebest, Rest In Peace
It was not really easy easy to put all my emotions into writing. I tried to hold back my tears as well, while I was writing. When I was doing the videos, it was still okay, because I do not need to ‘think’ of it. However, when words need to be added to it, and when writing need to be done, the thoughts and more thoughts bring back so much memories.
After everything was done, I went to YouTube to watch some old classic Hong Kong videos. All the lights were switched off at the time I went to bed with Richard. Strange things happened. I heard sound in the living room. I kept quiet. Next Richard asked if I had heard anything. “Yes, what is that?” I asked. “The windows not closed properly.” He answered.
Of course it is not the windows. The sound is not the sound of any howling wind. I am very good at hearing and sensing. I definitely do not know what sound is that. It seems like something was being pushed. What was the thing being pushed? This morning when I went to the living room, I could not detect any changes. Richard went to the living room to double check on the windows. He switched on the light again and then came into the room again. Everything was fine in the living room, he told me and next he off the light again and just as he had off the light and was about to step onto the bed, the home telephone rang.
Who would call at such a late hour? This is not the first time. Perhaps the third or fourth time, I have now began to notice and pay more attention to it. For not paying attention and for not noticing it, I had forgotten when is the first time this sort of call had really happened. Come to think of it, it seems that everything happened only after Cebest’s Death. There was no such things when he was around.
Is it a prank call? Nobody knows. That was what I had thought the first time, the second time and perhaps the third time. This time, I do not really know is the how many times; but it is the second time since I start to notice and pay attention to it now. I would answer ‘Halo’,
But there is no reply, no answer at all. The first time, there were some ‘noisy’ background sound, not very quiet like calling in the house. It was not calling in public places, since there is no one talking as well, no vehicles, no breeze, nothing. All I heard was like those sound of poor radio reception kind of sound. Last night, the call was even more weird. The last time it called once. Last night, after the phone was put down, it would call again, and again and again. It all happens three times, continuously. This morning we check the caller ID. Again it was private number calls, and the time was 1.52am , 1.53 am and 1.53 am for three calls altogether.
We went to bed after that with so many questions on our mind. As normal, Richard was fast asleep. I have insomnia. I do not know when I fell asleep. The next moment when I was conscious again, as I heard sound, was the raining sound from outside the windows. It was raining. I slept again and had some dreams, cannot remember what dreams already.
I have a biological clock with me. I normally will be consciously awake at around 5-6 am. I do not have to see the time now, it would be anywhere in between this time. This time, some ‘noise’ or sound again cause me to be awake. I was about to turn my body, I thought I had ‘kick’ on something hard, a body — like that of my daughter, lying at far end of my bed where my right leg was. I turned around to see if she had come to my room to sleep there. To my horror, she was not there. There were ample space there on the right. How could I ever kick on something hard? Could it be Richard’s leg? How can it be? His legs are all on my left. His legs could not possibly go to my right.
The next moment, I heard the toilet door got sound. It sound like the door was being opened. I could not see far. I was too scared to go for a check too. I remained motionless, kept thinking about the past experience and the current ones, trying to do some linking.
At the very moment when I saw that my daughter was not lying on the bed, the next thing that comes to my mind, with similar experience that I had before was only Cebest. Cebest always like to lie at the far end of my bed beside my leg, at the same corner there where I had just ‘kicked’ something hard. Could it be Cebest? Every morning Cebest would go into the toilet. If I go first, he will follow me. If he goes first, I have to followed next, to close the door after that. He will always jumped down from my bed from that corner of my bed too. It now seems so real like Cebest was present last night again.
The last time, on his death anniversary date, the study room was noisy too. I had forgotten if there were phone ringing, but I can still vividly remember the strange noise and things ‘dropping’ sound from the study room. It all seems like Cebest is ’scavenging’ the place. But nobody knows.
Cebest is kept in an urn, in the cupboard. Is it Cebest is living with us? But what about the telephone call?
Topics: Family, Personal, animals |
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