I, evidently, am a magnet for ghosts. I dont believe myself to be a medium, clairvoyant or channeler or anything like that, but I have been having
paranormal experiences for most of my life.
Its been going on since I was a teen, and on many occasions there have been witnesses to some of the odd goings on.
As a child I never had any imaginary friends or anything like that, but after my brother was born, when I was 16, wierd stuff started to happen.
At first it was the sound of footsteps in the hallway, my parents thought it was me, I thought it was them, after my brother started to walk we both
thought it was him, but there was never anyone in the hall.
Several times while sitting for my bro, I thought I heard him coming down the hall from his room, only to find him asleep in his crib.
Once when he was just old enough to talk, he woke from his nap and started screaming and crying and came running to the front room, crying that there
was a "scary man" in his closet.
I assured him that there wasnt and went to his room to show him, calmed him down and forgot about it.
Through out my teens it was mostly just odd noises in the house and nothing more.
After I moved out on my own thing kept happening. Shortly after moving in with some friends, my roomy called me at work and she was hysterical.
She said that I needed to come home right away. I figured that we got broke into or one of the dogs was sick or some thing so I ran home to find her
sitting on the porch crying.
when I asked her what was wrong, she looked at me and said there's change on the floor.
I appologized for leaving so much change around, and she said "you dont understand, theres change on the floor"
I started to get a little peeved, but she filled me in.
She had gotten home from work and was vacuuming the front room, she picked up some change from the sofa and floor, put it in a dish we kept for such
things, and went to another room. When she came back there was more change on the floor, so she picked it up and put it in the dish, didnt think
nothing of it.
Then she went to clean the kitchen and when she came back into the front room and there was more change on the floor, so she picked it up and put it
in the dish. She went to the bathroom, came back and there was MORE CHANGE on the floor, at that point she freaked and called me.
I thought she was just freaking out at the time and blew it off.
A few months later a bunch of us were hanging out, drinking beer and we all went into the kitchen at the same time to get a fresh beverage.
Just as we entered the kitchen, one of the cupboards opened up and a bunch of tupperware flew out of the cupboard and halfway across the kitchen. 6
of us witnessed this event and it is still the first thing we talk about when we see each other in a group, 25 years later.
Funny thing is that the 4 of us living in the house were all very different people, but we all had the hardest time keeping track of small stuff, ie
keys glasses and wallets.
You could put something down on the coffe table and come back 5 inutes later to find it missing, then find it in some impossibly unlikely
So Renne, the responsible one, got a small wicker basket and a small dish for us to put our things in, in order to keep better track of them.
But still, you could put your keys in the basket only to find them missing and turn up in a kitchen drawer.
Around the same time, I was over at a friends house, and went to the upstairs bath to relieve myself, when I saw the the medicine cabinet open all by
itself. Not only did it open the latch turned the whole 180 degrees it required to open as i watched in amazment.
When I came back down stairs, the event was appearantly etched into my expression, because my buddy said right off, "what did you see".
"Did you see her?"
" The little girl in the back yard"
" No just the medicine cabinet openning all by itself"