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Reading a Supernatural story [ In Dreams] about a haunted house reminds me of my house. And you might think it's because I'm a wuss (and I am, I'm not denying that), but I'm pretty sure there's something here. A poltergeist, if we were to name it. Hmm. The weirdest things happen here, for real. Like, I hear my mom calling me (my mom, her voice, her pissed off voice "you better get down here before I go up there" kinda voice) and she doesn't arrive for another two hours, I smell my dad's cigarettes and hear the familiar sound of him making himself a coffee and I go downstairs and the whole first floor is dark. Even weird electronic stuff. My printer... my friend Karen says the poltergeist likes my printer. It's turned on and then it turns off by itself (it could be the printer, I know) and twice it actually started printing while it was turned off.

But the thing is... a lot of stuff has happened here. Weird stuff. Scary stuff. So, yeah. *shudders*