The Break In

In 1986, my parent's home suffered a Break In. Two individuals used a crow bar to "jimmy" open a back window on the ground floor and proceeded to steal as much as they could from the home. Most of the things they found during the robbery were antique guns that were hung on the wall in a trophy room, diamonds in a jewelry box left on a night stand, and a silver box containing my mother's "good cutlery."

They even shut my dog into a small bathroom to keep her out of the way.

The Feeling

Ever since I can remember, I have always had the ability to "know" when somebody is in the house. I am not talking about super huge mansions, just your average 4 bedroom homes, apartments, mobile homes, and other normal sized dwellings.

I don't like to call it a super power or ESP because it isn't. It's just a feeling I get when I enter a home.

In fact, I really don't like to call it a "feeling" at all because it goes beyond that. It is more like an interior vibration. You know that vibration that an old television set with vacuum tubes makes right before it's screen turns on? Well, that's the closest thing I can use to describe what happens.

Just an electrical thrum that nobody feels, hears, or senses but me. And it happens every time I enter a home.