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- Dec 20, 2021
The room I sleep in has a surge protector for the fan I use and it's a little box that you run the screw from the face plate into to mount it. The outlet itself is rather loose but the way you twist the protector makes it have proper contact with the outlet. Around 2-3AM I had the box shut off and my fan wind down. At the end point of the fan winding down I hear 4 faint knocks on the door and slight creaking noises. These noises were possibly from my grandmother walking on the wood floor in the house.
Same grandmother and same house, I used to play hide and seek with her in the frunchroom. The kitchen to the floor can see down tot he stoop that is in-front of the house that you walk into. She would hide in the bottom of the first flight of stairs that she would sneak behind to only show her head. One dark evening I look at the staircase as thats how you go to my bedroom and i saw a faint silhouette of her face where she would be crouched. Trying to make out what I saw in the corner was a smidge difficult given the light in kitchen has turned off and my eyes hadn't fully adjusted but I got to make out the rough shape. When I had that made out the mouth of what I saw and the most feint of smile crack across the face and I darted to my bedroom. As I got to my bedroom the now gone full length mirror I saw her head creep up the staircase again before I closed the door.
In the basement I was doing some laundry with both washer and dryer going. When the dryer stopped I heard a slight tinging noise that was out of place so I decided to stop the washer try to make the noise happen again. What I had heard was my grandmothers wind up music box from Sicily play on it's own that has not been wound up since the 40's. The thing has a dust ring that has not been moved since I had moved back up to the house in the early tweens.
What else in your life have you had happen that has had no logical explanation?
Same grandmother and same house, I used to play hide and seek with her in the frunchroom. The kitchen to the floor can see down tot he stoop that is in-front of the house that you walk into. She would hide in the bottom of the first flight of stairs that she would sneak behind to only show her head. One dark evening I look at the staircase as thats how you go to my bedroom and i saw a faint silhouette of her face where she would be crouched. Trying to make out what I saw in the corner was a smidge difficult given the light in kitchen has turned off and my eyes hadn't fully adjusted but I got to make out the rough shape. When I had that made out the mouth of what I saw and the most feint of smile crack across the face and I darted to my bedroom. As I got to my bedroom the now gone full length mirror I saw her head creep up the staircase again before I closed the door.
In the basement I was doing some laundry with both washer and dryer going. When the dryer stopped I heard a slight tinging noise that was out of place so I decided to stop the washer try to make the noise happen again. What I had heard was my grandmothers wind up music box from Sicily play on it's own that has not been wound up since the 40's. The thing has a dust ring that has not been moved since I had moved back up to the house in the early tweens.
What else in your life have you had happen that has had no logical explanation?