I've had a few strange things happen in my house in the 9 years i've lived here (i'm 15)
1) It was 2002 in late Feb. It was about 3 weeks after my grandpa died and we just kinda got over it and were hanging out, when all of a suuden the ceiling fan starting turning all by itself. Th weird thing was that my dad couldn't get that thing to turn ever since we moved in here.
2) My cousins came up to visit from Wisconsin Rapids (we live in appleton,wi) and it was summertime and we were screwing around when my mom yelled at us and asked who turned her glass angels around, well, we were way to short to reach them cuz they were high up on a ledge on the wall, and it couldn't have been my mom cuz she was just in there for a split second and i didn't see her do anything.
3) This experience was in 2005 i believe. It was winter time and in wisconsin we have horrible winters and we had a lot of snow so I went out at night to shovel. I was halfway done when I noticed that
my the light in my parents room was on and their door was open, now if the door is open to their room it is clearly visible from the front window, and I was home alone. I thought nothing of it so I got back to shoveling when I noticed the light in their room was off, so I said to myself " what the hell is going on in there?" So about 10 minuted later i'm done so I go inside to check out the scene. Just as I am about to leave the room I notice the cord to their lamp was unplugged. I was sooo scared so I waited outside for my mom to get home, and boy was I freezing.
4) This happened recently and still is. My room is upstairs and above in in the ceiling is a crawl space, and the entrance to it is right outside my door. When ever I try to fall asleep up there I keep on hearing things up their like dragging, it's not small like a rodent, it's like someone broke their ankle and their dragging it around. I thought nothing of it and went to sleep. About a month later my brother come and moves back from colorado, and I let him use my room until he finds a place to move with his fiance'. The next day he asked me if I've ever heard a dragging sound above my room, and of course I said yes. After that he said " And also, did you cut the framing of your door?" So I asked "what do you mean?" and he said their were scratches along the frame of my door on each side. So I go up their and I'm like WTF????? There are these deep scratches on each side I got these chills down my spine. I know for a fact that my parents would'nt do that nor my brother because he respects my stuff and he just would have laughed at me being freaked out if he had done it, plus their was nothing that would have been around to slash it with. To this day those scratched are still there.
Thank you for your time and it has been a pleasure sharing my experiences with you, peace...
