Who You Gonna Call?
I'm starting to think my bedroom is haunted. Things seem to fall off my shelves a lot. At first I just put it down to drafts, but yesterday it seemed more like my Christmas cards were thrown at me rather than a simple falling off the shelf. Things, such as my work or my clothes, seem to move places from where I remember putting them; and this evening I came home from work to find four pound coins lined up in a row on top of my laptop. They were definitely not there when I left my room, and they came from a pile of money on top of my shelf from my Youth Group work. How exciting - I'll have to give Derek Acorah a ring!