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I can't add any *amazingly* great story to this list, but I've been witness to a number of small things that have happened at my parents house, the majority of these happened after my gran (on my dads side) died about 6 years ago.. the history is that, my mum and my dads family never quite got on for a number of reasons i wont go into, simply put. they hated each other. My mum and also on a few occasions my brother, have also been witness to some of these events, and they where always simple little things
the first time, sitting in the kitchen in the morning.. drinking tea... eating toast, the kettle started boiling, neither my mum or i had been anywhere near the kettle for a good 5 minutes or so. Could have been a simple electrical *thing* but the kettle boiled and my mum looked at me and asked if i'd been up to put the kettle on, i asked her the same.
the 2nd time in the kitchen again, in the morning, 2 loaves of bread stood themselves upright... i saw the movement out of my eye and turned to notice the loaves standing upright. again, this could be anything, trick of the light.. reflection on the bread packaging catching in my eye and myself *believing* the loaves had been laying down.
the 3rd time, i was in the bathroom, came out and my radio had switched itself on. this one im 100% positive i had nothing to do with and it wasnt a trick.
4th time, a number of items from my shelves dropped off onto the floor (i say dropped off as most people assume a violent "throw" in these cases, these items just plinked to the ground like they had been sitting on the edge of the shelf ready to fall at any moment, but they weren't.. they where spread around the shelf and 95% of them wouldnt have been anywhere near the edge to fall off by themselves)
there have been a number of incidents with myself aswell that im not 100% convinced off, the first one was something like "phantom scratches".. this happened quite recently. Basically, one day in work leaning over to a friends computer, i thought "ow, my arm".. lifted up my sleeve to show my upper arm and i had 4 large scratches, and these weren't light scratches. think cat claws.. now anyone who knows me will tell you that i bite my nails to death, there's very little of my nails left.. certainly not enough to even give myself a light scratch.... i definitely have no recollection of bumping into anything either the night before or in the morning.
the one that freaks me out the most was my gran (this time on my mums side) i was about 3-4 years old at the time of her death and we where staying in her house... being that young i didnt really realise the importance of death at the time (who does at that age?) and i have this distinct memory of sitting in the lounge and peering up at my gran as she stared back at me, then my mum came in and i burst out crying for some reason :/
ive tried to shorten these down a bit, trying hard not to come across as a "omgf i am a ghots magnut!1" im just relaying what's happened to me before
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the first time, sitting in the kitchen in the morning.. drinking tea... eating toast, the kettle started boiling, neither my mum or i had been anywhere near the kettle for a good 5 minutes or so. Could have been a simple electrical *thing* but the kettle boiled and my mum looked at me and asked if i'd been up to put the kettle on, i asked her the same.
the 2nd time in the kitchen again, in the morning, 2 loaves of bread stood themselves upright... i saw the movement out of my eye and turned to notice the loaves standing upright. again, this could be anything, trick of the light.. reflection on the bread packaging catching in my eye and myself *believing* the loaves had been laying down.
the 3rd time, i was in the bathroom, came out and my radio had switched itself on. this one im 100% positive i had nothing to do with and it wasnt a trick.
4th time, a number of items from my shelves dropped off onto the floor (i say dropped off as most people assume a violent "throw" in these cases, these items just plinked to the ground like they had been sitting on the edge of the shelf ready to fall at any moment, but they weren't.. they where spread around the shelf and 95% of them wouldnt have been anywhere near the edge to fall off by themselves)
there have been a number of incidents with myself aswell that im not 100% convinced off, the first one was something like "phantom scratches".. this happened quite recently. Basically, one day in work leaning over to a friends computer, i thought "ow, my arm".. lifted up my sleeve to show my upper arm and i had 4 large scratches, and these weren't light scratches. think cat claws.. now anyone who knows me will tell you that i bite my nails to death, there's very little of my nails left.. certainly not enough to even give myself a light scratch.... i definitely have no recollection of bumping into anything either the night before or in the morning.
the one that freaks me out the most was my gran (this time on my mums side) i was about 3-4 years old at the time of her death and we where staying in her house... being that young i didnt really realise the importance of death at the time (who does at that age?) and i have this distinct memory of sitting in the lounge and peering up at my gran as she stared back at me, then my mum came in and i burst out crying for some reason :/
ive tried to shorten these down a bit, trying hard not to come across as a "omgf i am a ghots magnut!1" im just relaying what's happened to me before
enjoy
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