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The Ghost and the Alarm System

 
 
Been a lot of stress around us lately, dealing most with other things outside the house. Plus, I'm working on my ghost book, and we have a new Doberman. She's six months now and very protective and sleeps with us each night. Before we went to bed, she kept staring and barking at the upper corner near the ceiling in the dining room. It's near the same spot where something evil tried to take me out years ago and I managed to drive it away. About twenty minutes after we went to bed, Greta, sat straight up and growled. She got out of bed, went to the hall windows, saw nothing, and headed downstairs. My wife got out of bed to follow because she said she heard something downstairs, too, and was worried about the dog.

A moment later she was running back, yelling for me to get the gun because the alarm was tripped and someone was downstairs. I retrieved my rifle in about 1/10 of second, locked and loaded, and with the dog behind me cleared each room on my way to the alarm pad. I did this in the dark with no lights on my rifle and other silly crap you see in the movies. I shut off the alarm, made sure the rest of the rooms were clear, and then checked the panel on the alarm. Zone 23 was the dining room glass break. The alarm company called and a recorded voice said an alarm had registered but since the right code was entered they would not call the police.

I turned on the lights and searched the room again. The windows were all intact. Nothing in the China cabinet was disturbed. No light bulbs had exploded. Nothing. The only way the glass break will go off is if a window breaks or glass crashes or there is some sound that mimics breaking glass and sets it off. The cats were outside and the dog had been with us. We both looked at each other. It had been one of the ghosts again. I think they feed off the stress and let us know they are around. It has happened before, and I'm sure it will happen again.

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