Way back in my childhood I remember my friend's house seemed haunted. I never actually saw a ghost in it, and remain fairly skeptical since one's view and understanding of the world is very different when you're very young.
However it all started when we were watching a movie in the basement the first time I was over. About 40 minutes in the door that was closed opened all by itself. My friend peaked out the door and thought it was her dad or something playing tricks, we didn't care we wanted to watch the movie.
Another day we went upstairs to get cookies, and when we came back down the light down the hall had turned on and no one had been downstairs. We started getting suspicious and asked her parents if anyone had been downstairs, and they said they hadn't.
Then one of the last days I went over to her house before I moved away. We got popsicles out of the freezer in the basement and accidently left the freezer open. The lid was leaning up against a pillar at an obtuse angle and it didn't have anything to retract the lid back down. When we ran up stairs with the box of popsicles we heard the creak of the lid and it slammed down. And her parents were sitting at the table in the dining room. No one downstairs.
That's the only truly paranormal thing I've experienced in my life, still a little skeptical of what happened to this day. But I can't explain any of it. Something was doing those things and it wasn't us. |