One of my biggest motivators in selling my house in California was THIN MAN.

I named him promptly after I saw a tall thin black broomstick-looking shadow wiz past me on hundreds of occasions in my California home.

He was a demonic spirit who hated men and sucked all their energy dry.

I'm not sure where he came from but I remember him showing up sometime after my brother spent the night at my house.  I'm not sure if it was a demon my brother attracted in.  Or if he came from the neighbor's house.  But after he showed up, he never left.

There was a portal between my house and the neighbor's house.

And without going into too much detail, one man next door went batsh** crazy (like Amityville Horror style) and the other completely changed personalities before he died of a massive heart attack.

A new neighbor moved in.  He was really cool.  And I was hoping Thin Man wouldn't bleed him dry too, taking his soul in the process.

My dad lived with me for almost 3 years before I kicked him out on December 31st last year.  I needed to start 2023 fresh and new without any heavy toxic energy around me.  So, I sent my dad back home to San Clemente.

Evidently Thin Man was sucking off my dad's soul because after he left, he started making his presence seen and known throughout my house.  He became loud and dangerous. 

He locked my cat in the shower.

He started breaking things in the house.  Things were disappearing.  Small things.  It was irritating.

The straw for me was when started scratching my daughter's back.  She told me there was a burning on her back.  I'd look and I'd see red scratches appear.  Then they'd disappear about 5 minutes later.  It was crazy.  This was the WORST Thin Man had ever been in the entire 12 years I had lived there.  It was my sign that it was time to go.  I couldn't deal with the demon in my house anymore, getting heavier and more obvious with each passing day.

I had dealt with ghosts before.  Normally they'd scare the crap out of me.  But with Thin Man, it was different.  I was aggressive with him.  I'd seek him out and yell at him.

One day my daughter was visiting her dad.  I was alone in the house, packing up one of my two master bedroom closets.  I decided to sit down and have a rest for a moment after all the packing.  All of a sudden I hear a knocking in the closet.  It was coming from the other side of my closet where the guest room closet was.  That was one of the Thin Man's entry points or portals from my house to the neighbor's house.  In the guest room closet.  (The other was in my master bathroom.)  I heard him knocking very loudly, very pronounced, and in some kind of pattern.  It was no mistake.  Someone was knocking on the other side of that wall.

I got up and quickly went to the guest room.  "Where are you, motherf*****."  And I threw the closet door open.  Nothing there.  I don't know what I expected...or what I'd do if there WAS a dark demon standing there.  (I guess I didn't think it through all that well.)

I started spraying this Florida water around.  It's supposed to get rid of ghosts.  It didn't work.  But it made me feel better.

The house itself was draining me.  And I started to think, Maybe this was the reason why California started weighing so heavily on me.  Maybe a big part of it was Thin Man.

Of course, this was only partially true.  Thin Man wasn't responsible for explosion of crime, homelessness, and rudeness I had been dealing with in my area for years.  But he was taking my sanctuary.  My home.  And I didn't have anywhere to escape to anymore since he took over my home with his dark presence.

With each passing year, I noticed Thin Man got heavier, uglier, and stronger.  I don't know if it's because the area was becoming more negative.  Or if he could sense that I was getting weaker.  Maybe a little bit of both.

I feel so blessed to have sold my home and moved away.

But right before I left, I had to tell my neighbor, Eric, about Thin Man.  At first, I thought he'd think I was crazy.  But as the man of the house next door with two girls and a wife, I knew he had to warn him.  I didn't want him to go all Amityville Horror on his family one day once Thin Man got into his soul.

Eric listened patiently as I told him about the "portal" between my house and his.  I was waiting for him to tell me I was crazy.

Finally he said, "That's why the dog refuses to go into my office.  That's the room right next to your master bathroom.  And he hates going into my daughter's room.  That's the room right next to your guest room."

Hmmm.  So he did believe me.

"I smudge my house," he said. "All the time."

I didn't want to tell him but...smudging only made Thin Man angry and stronger.

He didn't seem worried about Thin Man.  At least he was aware.  So, I had to let it go. 

On the last night of our walk through before we left for good, I could feel Thin Man peering at me through the dark.  He knew we were leaving.  He knew we'd never return.  And I could feel his quiet frustration of not knowing what was going on, where all the furniture went, and where we were going...or what was next.  I actually felt scared about walking down the stairs one last time.  I thought he'd push us or something.  I couldn't get out of there fast enough.

The new man of my house...his name is Peter.  I left a ceramic angel in the guest room closet facing my neighbor's house in an attempt to ward off Thin Man.  (I doubt it helped.)  But I often think about Peter and what he thought about the angel in the closet.  Did he leave it there?  Did he throw it away?

Is he going to figure out why one day...why I put it there...when he meets Thin Man himself?

My daughter asks me if I miss that house at least once a week.  I don't miss that house.  I miss my koi pond and my koi fish.  I don't miss anything else about that house.  Like literally nothing at all.

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