AND Have so many stories to tell here. Let's start from when it happened. Me and my family have this clock, it is not a grandfather's clock, but it has a pendulum and hung up on the wall and for years the pendulum has not moved, but part of this clock worked. One day the batteries died, so we pulled them out, a few weeks later, the random white feather was just floating, and since my mother's uncle died, she thought it was he, so she kissed the pen and about 2 seconds after that, the pendulum on the watch began to move. Can I remind you now that the clock still has no batteries in this … coincidence? I think not, because it also happened several times and the same happened – my mother kissed the pen, and 2 seconds later the pendulum begins to move and everyone is terrified.
The next story took place, when I was alone at home, I was at the computer, the TV was turned on and suddenly just turned off. I thought that maybe my dog did it, because sometimes he sits on the converter and turns him off, but no, I looked next to me and the converter was there. Another time, when I passed by the TV, he turned off, at this point I officially believe that we have a ghost in our home, and I haven't even finished with stories yet.
It happened when I was alone at home. Do you know how animals can see paranormal things? Well, my dog, once when I let him into the center of the family room, began to bark something that looked like me as air, but I definitely know that he was barking on something. I believe it is a spirit, but if I tell other people, everyone is afraid, as if I was telling them a terrifying story that is not true. None of my family believes me and does not think that I “exaggerate”, I am quite sure that everything happened to them, but they just don't want to say it.
Here is another story. I have a webcam, me and my friends took pictures on it and I noticed this photo of nothing. Now at the beginning I did not think about it, but then I looked at it again and shows the date when it was done, and it is written in the last 2:30 in the morning of 2006. It was done on Thursday and I am sure I was in bed, so when I looked carefully at the photo, I still can't think of it. Of course I removed it.
Until then, I am sure that now there is a ghost in my home and there are many more stories, but my fingers hurt, so I will stop. Either I have a ghost at my house, or it's just a “dead” relative he visited. I will never find out …
