I was on another walk in East providence – I’ve had a lot on my mind, a lot to think about since I found my grandfather’s commitment papers. I still don’t know what to think, to be honest. Part of me thinks that mental illness makes sense – I mean, all this stuff is crazy, right? However, I started thinking about what would happen if I tried to tell someone about everything that’s been going on, and the first thing I thought was ‘they would lock me up as crazy’. So maybe that’s what happened? Grandpa Joe decided to tell someone about what was happening, maybe asked for help, and he got locked up for it? That would probably explain why he never spoke about it.
Maybe I am crazy – I haven’t ruled that possibility out yet – but things like what happened today aren’t all in my head. I was walking by a playground, nobody was around, there was no wind, and the swings were just swinging on their own. I took out my iPhone and recorded what I witnessed, for some kind of proof, and this video is directly from my phone. You can see the swings, you can see nobody’s around, mine is the only shadow, and there’s no wind at all. Watch the swings – they don’t seem to even be slowing down. I was also hearing that bizarre, disturbing hum the whole time (that’s what drew me here, actually) and If you listen closely on the video (try headphones), you can hear that rhythmic whispering in the background. It gives me chills, makes the hair stand on end hearing it. I hate hearing it.
Maybe there’s a logical explanation, maybe I’m going crazy, I don’t know, I don’t claim to have any answers… But after this, crazy or not, I’m going to keep looking for them.