true story:
and i dont believe in ghosts so...
i was 12 or 13 and it was about 3 in the morning and i heard a very loud crash come from the kitchen that woke me up. my dad works shift work so i thought it was him leavening for work and he just broke a glass or some thing so i waited to hear the broom sweeping/ cleaning it up sounds, i hear nothing.
thinking my dad might of K.Oed him self on a plate or some thing i got up to see what happened. i see my mom in her house robe staring out in to the kitchen so i asked her what happen. she stepped aside and our fridge was pulled out so far that the plugin cord was taught -but still in the wall- and facing us. now this was an old ass fridge it was like 200lb and took both of us to put it back.
the loud crash i heard was a glass that broke in the middle of our living room
all doors where locked
all windows locked
sister was at friends house
dad was sleeping
wtf right?