I’m not sure what to think of this, but my wife is sure it was paranormal. And hell, it could be, I don’t know.
The other day my dad and I were sitting in the living room and my wife was in her room. I smelled something cooking and mentioned how it smelled good. My dad said he wasn’t cooking anything, but my wife said she was burning incense, but I wasn’t smelling that.
Dad said something in the kitchen was smoking, so I got up and went to check it out. I opened the oven and a cloud of smoke rolled out, and it didn’t smell good. I turned the oven off and went back to the living room.
No idea how the oven turned on, on high no less, and there’s no telling how long it was on to get that hot that it caused smoke. I don’t know what to think. What do you think?
We have our own cat, which I may have mentioned before, named Shade. He’s black as hell. Anyway, he likes coming into the bathroom while we’re using it. Sometimes he gets into the tub and sniffs around, or he jumps up on the counter by the sink and sits there until you’re done.
My wife just came out of the bathroom and said that’s where he was, on the counter, the whole time she was in there. She got up to leave and turned the light off, then called out to him and turned to watch him leave the bathroom too. Only what she saw was an animal jump from the back of the toilet to the floor, she heard it jump and land, and said it looked like a squirrel. She flipped the light on only to see not only was there nothing on the floor, but Shade was still sitting on the counter.
And here I was just wondering if anything was going to happen again. I don’t know what she saw or thinks she saw, but I don’t doubt her.
Yesterday my wife was in the kitchen and heard our outside cat, Samson, meowing as if he were under the sink. I informed her that I had just come in and he was near the front door, nowhere near the sink. I got up to check, and he was still there.
I’ve noticed that in some places, sounds are just as much the haunting as actually seeing things. I’ve also noticed that pets can be a muse for what happens. For instance, remember when I saw Redd running through the house on several occasions only to see him next to me or across the other side of the room? Well, maybe, our pets are being mimicked now.
Because just a few moments ago I was outside with Rosie. It was about midnight. She used the bathroom then ran back to me, huffing lightly. I let her in the house, then sat down in a chair to finish smoking my cigarette. A moment later I heard her huffing again, as if she were running up from behind me. I turned, expecting to see her, then as soon as I saw nothing I realized I had just let her in. It was exactly what I had heard a moment before when she ran up to the door.
I’m not sure if what I heard wasn’t maybe a coyote, we have them out here in the country in mass quantity. Regardless of what it might have been, I know one thing. It gave me the chills like I haven’t had in a while.
We were just sitting around talking about the house I lived in when I was a kid, and my dad was telling us about some things that happened to him. Mostly to my wife, since I’ve heard all these stories before.
Except for this one.
My dad was named after his dad only he had a different middle name. Never mind that, everyone called him Junior. Except for his mom, who affectionately called him Junie.
Dad said that about a month after his mother died, while we were living in that house, he got a phone call. On the other end was his mom who he said sounded very far away. She said “Junie” twice and the line went dead.
A few days ago my wife went into her office to find one of her heavier crystals across the room on the floor from where it had been sitting on her desk. Many possibilities, sure. But still eerie, especially considering that a couple days after that she was sitting at her desk and a big owl figurine she has, which is completely flat on the bottom, flew off of her desk right in front of her.
Tonight, just a few moments ago, she was in the kitchen making something to eat. She walked into the living room to give me a bowl full of grapes and went back into the kitchen. She turned around to say something and the kitchen light turned off, on its own.
I saw this on Facebook and thought it was pretty funny. I’m not sure who the original poster is because I forgot to look.
Just now I was outside smoking a cigarette and when I came back in my wife and dad were watching TV and my wife informed me the channel just changed itself before I came in. And not just by one channel, but several. Skipped from one to the other.
Dad said it happens every now and then when the weather is bad.
I’ve never, ever, heard of a TV that did that. Ever.