Report by Renae Leiker (continued):
At this point, I thought I was dealing with a child, "Right here, talk, right here" I said as I pointed to the camera microphone attached to another camera. "Name's Paul". Unfortunately, since I had a headset on and was listening through a different camera, I didn't hear this until later when I reviewed the tape. You can hear him answer, but then he steps up to the microphone a second after I pointed to it and says, "names Paul" so matter-of-factly.
In this one short 10-15 second EVP you can also hear Joanna in her soothing mother voice say "he's a slave". Before you allow yourself some horrific picture to take shape in your head, he isn't treated like a slave. So, here is a visual image for you. He is more like a hyperactive family mascot that they all love. They treat him very well, just like family, and Joanna has a soft spot for him just as I do.
Continuing with that night, I told Joanna that I knew what she didn't like, so we could maybe make a deal. "No more scratches, burns or trouble with Tony and I wouldn't bring back the witches you don't like. DEAL????" The rest of the evening went without Tony getting any more nasty surprises (except for a blister-like burn that was noticed just before he left that night).
But back in the kitchen I wanted to address the growls. In a firm voice, I told Joanna that I knew she was responsible for those silly growls and hisses and really what was the point? If that last one was directed at me, it had failed so badly she should be ashamed of herself. Did she want me to run?
"So Joanna, you have been to my house". It wasn't a question. "Did I get scared"? "What did I say to you?"
What I told her was that I wouldn't mind if she came to my house; the thought didn't bother me at all. In fact I was hoping she would so that she could see for herself the way I live my life. Why should she listen or trust me? She didn't know me. What better way to get to really know someone but to see them live their everyday life? If I were in her place, I wouldn't know who to trust either. The key here is that I do not say anything away from the house that I would not say in the house.
"Takes a lot of energy for you to growl; why not use the energy to talk with me?" I asked. I also told her that I knew she was not evil and that there was no evil in the house controlling her, so she had no good excuse to continue with the growls and hisses and such. Although I am no doctor, I can tell you that when a person has a mental illness they can't just turn it on and off at will. Joanna has done so, and that tells me that the noises she makes are not related to any mental illness. I asked her to just stop with the growls, because it obviously was not getting her the results she was looking for. I have not heard any more of the snarls, hisses and growls since. I guess she listened and I believe that this is when our relationship really began.
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