Sometimes it's not what you think

You guys seem to like my ghost stories so here's one I got a conclusion to the other day. Last January a woman came into the shop for a reading and she was upset because there's something in her house besides her family. She said it felt bad and terrorized her son. She thought it was a demon and she'd been praying and hung crosses all over. So, I look at her cards and I see her son (he wasn't with her and I'd never met her before) and I told her yeah, something is in the house. And I can tell her son is afraid and that always makes me feel bad. Kids should never be afraid in their own home. At least his mom believed him.
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So anyhow, she talked me into visiting her house to see if I had any insights into this "thing" she called a demon. I told her I'm a Pagan and I dunno about that demon stuff. But, she cried and said how afraid her little boy is. Sucker me. I told her I'd come, but, I don't know what I'm supposed to do about it, you know? I hate going to people's houses, even when they pay me. And she wasn't paying me, I told her I didn't want money. This was about a little kid.
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As soon as I walked into her house, I heard him. The ghost. Bam! He's talking a mile a minute and he's upset. I can't see him, (just in my head), but, man, can I hear him. So she sees me listening and nodding and she asks, "It's a demon, isn't it? Oh, my god, it's a demon!"
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And I looked at her and said, no. What you've got here is an old man and he's pissed off. He's 80 years old and he thinks he can raise your kid better than you do. He says you and your husband let that kid do anything he wants, eat anything he wants, watch television and play video games all day and stay up half the night. He says you let that child sleep in your bed instead of his room.
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And she's all freaked out because I know this stuff and I said, the old man lives here, he told me. He says you think your son has some hyper active, attention deficit disorder. And she said, OMG, yes, he does. And I said, well, I don't know, but, the old man, excuse me, his name is Mr. James, thinks this is bullshit and you need to get a handle on that kid. He thinks he isn't being raised right. He has no discipline.
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So I spent about a half hour talking to Mr. James and I told him he might be right, but, he can't raise the couple's kid. It's not his business. And he tells me how awful it is living here with that loud kid who runs the whole house and I feel so bad for the old man. His whole life near the end was about reading the newspaper and watching the news on TV and now he can't even find a quiet place to sit in his own house.
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Then the woman asks me to send him into the light and I told her she watches to much Ghost Whisper. I don't know anything about that crap. So, I asked Mr. James if he can hear her and does he see a light? And he grabbed his head and said "Lord have mercy on the stupid." I don't know if he meant me or her or both. He said that was HIS house.
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I was tired of it all and of being slightly insulted too. And I asked him if they gave him one quiet room would he leave them alone? And he got more upset and said there is no quiet room. He said he's tried moving to the attic and they even let that kid run up there. Up and down the stairs, went that kid, screaming all day.
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So I asked the woman, what's in the attic? And she told me just storage, for Christmas lights and things like that. So I asked her if she'd put a lock on the attic door and let Mr. James have it? She said yes. And I asked Mr. James if she did that, would he leave them alone and he agreed. The door is at the bottom of the stairs and now the kid can't get into that room or run on those stairs. They reached an agreement.
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So I ran into the woman yesterday and I asked her how things were going and she told me everything in the house is fine now. She said they hear things moving in the attic sometimes, but, it never comes downstairs and it never bothers them or their boy anymore. She said they were going to buy a new recliner and she wondered if I thought Mr. James would like the old one for the attic. I told her I thought that would be a nice gesture. He'd probably appreciate that. I doubt he needs it, but, it's the thought that counts.
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Sometimes when you hear or see something in your home..it's not what you think.