The second tale of interesting happenings of the past weeks takes us to Indianapolis, IN where my sister currently resides (yes, it appears as if the ghost likes a good migrating now and then). One day, she was doing something in either he kitchen or living room when she heard a loud crash in her bedroom. She walked back only to find that he clock had fallen off of the wall. Even though she's been in the house for quite some time now and has never had a problem with the clock before this point in time...thing do have a tendency to fall off of the wall every now and then, so she thought nothing of it and just hung it back up. After doing this, she went back to the other side of the house to continue whatever she was doing only to hear the clock fall again. Of course, after something that had previously been perfectly stable on the wall falls twice...right in a row...it's starting to get more than a little weird...but still, things do fall off of walls. Later that night, her and her husband were sitting in the living room. She was engrossed in her TV show while he read the paper or something. In the middle of the show, the tv just turned off. Immediately, she started yelling at her husband, telling him that it wasn't a funny joke and that she wanted to see what was going to happen. He only had to point to the remote, sitting across the room on the other couch, to show his innocence...
I realize that the clock thing may not seem like a big deal...and alone, the tv thing may have been a fluke...but considering that they both took place on the same day within a reasonably short timeframe, it's definitely post-worthy. Onward.
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