I wondered which story to start with since there have been so many strange things. But the one that comes to mind right now happened while I was left home on my own for the weekend. I must have been around 16 or 17 at the time and I remember being thrilled to have the entire house to myself....or so I thought.
I was in the basement that Saturday afternoon just hanging out by myself when I heard a loud noise upstairs. I raced up the stairs to see what was wrong and didn't notice anything out of place in the kitchen. I looked around into the living/dining area and didn't see anything noticeable there either. I looked down the narrow hallway of our bungalow and slowly walked toward the other end of the house.
Nothing unusual in the bathroom to my right, the office on the left looked normal, my room on the right looked okay but when I reached our parents room, I stopped in my tracks.
There on the night table beside their bed I could see the lamp laying on its side with the pretty doily under it twisted and hanging down the front of the drawers. I slowly walked into the room and saw that nothing else looked out the place. I pulled back the curtains to shut the window and that's when I saw it was ALREADY CLOSED!!
There was no draft, no open window and no air circulation to account for the toppled lamp or the noise and I knew the lamp had not been like that earlier. But what was most strange about the lamp was that it had not fallen off the table. It was laying as if it had been lifted up and placed on its side. If it had been knocked in any direction, it would have fallen to the floor, not placed diagonally across the small table top.
So ask me if I was scared sleeping in that house alone later that night. Oh yeah and every night since!
to be continued........