I’m still thinking our new house is haunted but who knows. Boyfriend doesn’t seem to think so even though he’s said he’s woken up in the middle of the night because he feels like someone’s in the house or someone has touched his arm.
Okay, I posted about how the sugar scoop thing inside the jar, with the lid closed started moving around on it’s own and how the bathroom door swung shut while I was in there by itself once but something ELSE just happened to me. I was standing in the kitchen and I felt something knocking right under my feet as if it was coming from like.. under the floor? I freaked out and jumped and said something about it but dismissed it although I was STILL pretty freaked out and took the trash out. When I got outside, I heard something as I lifted up the trash can lid that sounded like a little cry and it sounded like it was coming from UNDER THE FUCKING HOUSE! Needless to say, I got REALLY freaked out and ran inside, screaming for the boyfriend. He went outside with me, asked what I did, I told him and he said “Oh, it was the trashcan lid squeaking.” We sat there and opened and closed it over and over and never could get it to squeak. Maybe it was just a one time squeak? Who knows. I do know though that this place give me the fucking creeps. I’m terrified for the most part, but I do think it’s kinda cool, maybe? lol