While reading this book I found myself completely fascinated with the psychology of the human brain. Elaine and her family (and friends) confessed to experiencing paranormal happenings. Thirteen years of unexplainable events some of that time spent rationalizing, some spent hopeless. Always looking for answers. But, just how does one condition herself to live with tiny balls of light, suffocating dreams, loud, abrupt noises, etc, etc??? How do we, as sane, rational, even open minded people allow such unnatural occurrences become commonplace? Especially when fueled by fear!? Elaine was afraid and usually fear does the trick. Our brains don’t fair too well when we’re scared. And I’m not saying she wasn’t truly frightened, but as I read I kept wondering why she allowed this to just go on…

I think the main thing to consider were the breaks in activity. Just like an unstable relationship, sometimes there are periods of good, smooth times. But, it never fails, the chaos will always return. I guess she was genuinely hoping that each time the events stopped they would STOP. She knew they wouldn’t though. So…why stay? Why not try harder to fix the problem? It’s not that she didn’t reach out, try to talk to others, try to learn about the phenomena, but it seemed so slow. If I was as frightened as I believe Elaine was, I can’t imagine allowing so much time to pass. So, I suppose that was a major issue for me.

Still, her story was an interesting story. I tend to believe people when they tell me they’ve had experiences. Who am I to judge and/or disagree? I wasn’t there, so how can I refute? I can’t and I won’t. I can definitely question how they reacted though.

I absolutely thought that the activity was centered around Karin. POLTERGEIST! Karin was the most interesting part in this whole story, well her and M-ow. I felt like M-ow was going to transform into Professor McGonagall at any instant! But, alas…I do think the cat was sent there or perhaps drawn there and really I would have paid more attention to that. But this is ME talking. I know a bit more about supernatural “things” than Elaine did at the time. How would she know what to look for? Back to Karin. I always felt like she wasn’t ever being completely truthful. Yeah, okay, maybe she wasn’t scared, but getting smacked in the face with a hair clip isn’t a nice, friendly thing. I’d like to go with the theory that she actually interacted with the spirits on a more intimate level than anyone else. Elaine did say Karin liked her privacy. That’s just a feeling I got.

By the end of the book, I was happy to know that Elaine wasn’t afraid anymore. I think the whole experience challenged her in way she could have never imagined. I wish she had asked more questions of Marisa and Hans. They both just came in and “did stuff”. Cleaned house, I guess. Still, why wouldn’t you ask more questions? I understand that we all have those moments in our lives where we wish we had said this or asked that. And I’m sure it was a bizarre day. STILL…I would have liked for her to inquire about the activity.

I do have to say, Elaine referenced B-movies a lot and how she was quite aware of what she should have been doing had she been in a movie. I actually think my biggest issue was that she never talked to neighbors OR went to the local library to research the house. I mean, COME ON!!! That would be the first thing I would have done! Haunted or not, there was mounds of information to be discovered.

I love true stories told from horse’s mouth. (my issue with Amityville). And I do think that most people who experience hauntings have events closer to Elaine’s than the Lutzes’. I do think this book could help someone who is afraid and unsure of what they are going through. There is a stigma attached to ghosts and hauntings in many communities, social or religious. So, I believe she achieved that. On a storytelling level, it wasn’t that bad. I got a sense of my author. I would have enjoyed different POV’s and the pacing was somewhat monotonous. She sure did like the word “respite.”

Overall, I enjoyed the read and in no way shape or form would argue her points. I wouldn’t enjoy ever being told I was crazy or making things up! She had a story to tell and I’m glad she was able to share.