RumRogerz
TRIBE Member
Tribe,
No jokes. This is for real. I believe my apartment is haunted.
I lock my doors, keep to myself. Pretty much a hermit. I keep everything in my place at all times and don't disturb anything because i'm very rarely ever home.
Lately, I've been noticing stuff out of place.
Example: last week, my internet modem, which sits atop a shelf, was underneath my my couch (close near), but it was sort of *shoved* underneath my couch.
Didn't think much of it - I counted it off as one of my drunken stupors and nothing much.
But now things are getting a bit more strange.
A week later, I wake up and find my shaving kit (razor, soap and strop - which is always attached to a hinge on my door - in my bathtub. This is highly unusual. I would never touch that shit until the morning - and I know I'm too lazy to touch it anytime after oh... lets say 1pm.
Tonight... sort of freaked me out.
Upon entering my apartment - everything seemed okay. Until I ventured further in my living room.
Certain shirts I had laundered that morning were strewn about the floor, and my bedsheets have been pulled to the floor (I've been sleeping on the couch for the last 2 days). Keep in mind, I never have people over.
This disturbs me. I distinctly remember leaving to work today with everything in it's place. I was IN MY BEDROOM when i was getting dressed for work and my bed was made and lonely as ever.
Nothing has been stolen - every door is bolted shut. I really hope someone is playing a grand game on me, or I have something else on my hands.
No jokes. This is for real. I believe my apartment is haunted.
I lock my doors, keep to myself. Pretty much a hermit. I keep everything in my place at all times and don't disturb anything because i'm very rarely ever home.
Lately, I've been noticing stuff out of place.
Example: last week, my internet modem, which sits atop a shelf, was underneath my my couch (close near), but it was sort of *shoved* underneath my couch.
Didn't think much of it - I counted it off as one of my drunken stupors and nothing much.
But now things are getting a bit more strange.
A week later, I wake up and find my shaving kit (razor, soap and strop - which is always attached to a hinge on my door - in my bathtub. This is highly unusual. I would never touch that shit until the morning - and I know I'm too lazy to touch it anytime after oh... lets say 1pm.
Tonight... sort of freaked me out.
Upon entering my apartment - everything seemed okay. Until I ventured further in my living room.
Certain shirts I had laundered that morning were strewn about the floor, and my bedsheets have been pulled to the floor (I've been sleeping on the couch for the last 2 days). Keep in mind, I never have people over.
This disturbs me. I distinctly remember leaving to work today with everything in it's place. I was IN MY BEDROOM when i was getting dressed for work and my bed was made and lonely as ever.
Nothing has been stolen - every door is bolted shut. I really hope someone is playing a grand game on me, or I have something else on my hands.
