We lived at Fort Hood for a year in McNair village, which I was told was one of the oldest housing areas on post. I am convinced there was another family living there too!
I never saw anything more than vague shadows in the hall…nothing to really freak me out. However I always had the feeling I was being watched in the hallway, and there was one room that had a weird feel to it.
What really convinced me though, was the recurring dreams I had of another family living in my house. They were very vivid! In these dreams I would be able to interact with the other family, and no one else believed they were there.
There was a soldier who was a middle aged man who would sit in an old bentwood rocking chair by the back door, and I think he was who I felt in the hall and stairs. Then there was his wife, pretty but plain middle aged woman, and I think I was feeling her in the room that had the odd feel. There was a little girl, all golden brown curls and giggles, in a white dress. I want to say she was maybe 3 years old, and she had a white Maltese type dog who would come to the bed where I would be sitting, and beg to climb up for attention.
I had these dreams so often, and so vividly, that I came to naturally think of the house as being shared by that family and mine.
There wasn’t anything I found negative about this, other than the creepy feeling of being watched. I would turn off all the lights to go upstairs to bed, and find myself so uneasy I would run up the last few stairs and into my bedroom. It would be interesting to have a history of who lived there, and see if i could find my “room mate” family!
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Submitted by Kat M.
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