We were in our house in Wallhalben for a year when this happened. It was the beginning of August 2009 and my husband was already in bed since he had to work early the next morning. Me and my kids were upstairs watching movies and having a little slumber party.
It was no surprise when things would happen in the house, we'd gotten pretty used to it. The downstairs bathroom was my least favorite room in that house. I'd had an encounter in there right after we moved in, and it was just a very dark place. Even my kids didn't like going in there, especially at night.
The kids and I were fixing to put in another movie and I really needed my glasses but they were on my nightstand downstairs. Right as I got up we all heard something crash downstairs. It was late and I figured it was my husband up using the bathroom in the dark and he had knocked something over. A few minutes later I told the kids to stay up there and I'd go and see what happened and snag my glasses while I'm down there.
I go downstairs and it's dark so I flipped the light on and headed to my room. I was trying to be quiet so I turned on my lamp and there was my husband laying there staring at me all wide eyed. He scared me to death! I asked him what was wrong, and I could see that he was a little surprised, so he asked me if I had just been in the downstairs bathroom. I looked at him and told him that it wasn't me, and I was wondering if it was him that made all that noise just a few minutes ago and he said it wasn't him. So by this time I'm feeling the hair on my neck stand up.
I gathered up the nerve to go look around, I checked my kids room's, the laundry room, and headed to the bathroom. Soon as I flipped on the light in the bathroom I saw what had come crashing down. Up above the sink and toilet there was a ledge that we put things on. I had a small plastic container of hairbands and barretts and it was opened up and they were all over the floor along with a big metal can of Scrubbing Bubbles that sat on the far end of the ledge near the shower stall.
It looked like the stuff had been raked off into the floor. I went and told my husband what I found but he didn't want to go look so I went upstairs to grab my camera. I took pictures of everything, just to reconfirm what had happened. We had all heard it but none of us had done it. It was so random. Never did understand why those particular things were in the floor.