During my pregnancy of my second daughter, I felt as though I wasn't alone (when I was alone) and felt very uneasy, but chalked it up to being pregnant and frightened of what lies ahead...Immediately after my second daughter was born I started hearing foot steps along our hallway. My oldest daughter at the time was hearing the same things, in fact one night she woke me up and said that someone had walked down the stairs when she was getting a drink from the kitchen. She was so afraid that she actually started crying and slept in the room with us for 3 nights.
Approximately a week and a half after my second daughter was born she started sleeping in her crib and slept through the night but I kept waking up every night at the same time and I would hear my newborn baby cooing in her crib so I would go in to check on her stopping at the bathroom across the hall. While in there, I noticed that the rocking chair in her room was moving back and forth as though someone was rocking in it.
This shocked me and as I looked over my daughters crib from the bathroom i could see that her head was facing the direction of the rocker and she was cooing to something in that area. As soon as I would enter the room, her cooing stopped as did the rocking of the chair. I quickly moved her in with me for a few nights afraid to leave her alone in her room. By the second night, I was sleeping peacefully again and not frightened at all until one night I was awoken by a heat and pressure on my knee that felt like someone was squeezing around my knee cap. I quickly woke up my husband to tell him to move his hand and that he was hurting me, only to find that he was on the opposite side of the bed and wasn't touching me at all.
I quickly took my hand and brushed my knee to attempt to remove the thing that was hurting me and it felt as though I moved a hand. At that time, I jumped up and threw the lights on in our room. My husband was looking at me like I lost my mind. All i kept saying is that it felt like someone was squeezing my leg and holding a match to it at the same time. Afraid to look at my leg, he pulled the covers off and said, look there is nothing there. At least not from his angle. I looked down and there was a clear marking of what looked like finger prints on either side of my knee. Thumb on the inside and four fingers on the outside, burned in red blotches. I turned towards the light and showed my husband who at that point didn't know what to say.
The markings remained for a few days...at that time, I started screaming throughout the house to go away and to leave us alone. It never bothered us again. No more creaking stairs, figures in our hallway, moving rocking chairs or babies cooing in the night.
Our thanks and appreciation go out to the witness who kindly shared these experiences with us. Please note that despite being unnerved at the time by these experiences she also related to us that she "didn't feel threatened by it in any way" and later had a strong feeling of a loved one who this might be that was only watching over them like a guardian angel.