I’ve posted about the various shenanigans the entity in my house gets up to before (its sporadic, which is why I joke we have a ‘light’ haunting) but the activity I witnessed this weekend cracked me up.
I was tidying up my sons trains set in our basement when suddenly a small orange ball that was hiding under the couch rolled out and came very delicately to a stop in front of me.
There’s absolutely nothing that could have caused that to happen, no draft or breeze, the subway is two blocks away and never has an effect on our house, I was nowhere near the couch. It’s just one of those things that happen now and then in our century-old home.
I just had to laugh at the clichee of it all.
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