One March evening, after dinner, my wife and I rested in the living room enjoying a show on T.V. While we sat, from the corner of my eye, I saw a dark shadow moving freely around in the kitchen. So, I turn to my wife and tell her "I just saw some movement in the kitchen, a large shadow by the sink." She nodded to let me know she understood and we went back to our story.
A few minutes later I hear what sounds like a plastic bag rustling in the far corner of the kitchen, but because it was so dark I couldn't see what was making it move. I leaned out of my chair to catch a better look and I hear a loud SLAM! I turned once again toward my now shocked wife and she whispered "What was that?" I stood up like a dart and started toward the kitchen door when once again we hear SLAM!
I turned on the kitchen lights and to my surprise found our loaf of french bread on the floor perfectly parallel to the cabinets. As I inspected the area I realized that if the bread had rolled to the ground from the counter, which would have been difficult since the bread was ovular, it would have had to have knocked several things in front of it to the floor with it as well.
It was just one of those things we'll never be able to understand.
Just recently, in the evening, my wife and I were in the living room working on our respective projects, her on her pad and me on the laptop. I was keeping record in my Cat notebook and using a pen with a fake flower taped to the top of it.
I grabbed my notebook and pen, doodled some notes, and placed it on the table beside me. I did this several times through the night and I was mostly using my touch and my estimation on where I left it to grab and log my notes. I did this over and over until I noticed my pen was no longer with my book.
I looked all around me and asked my wife "Have you seen my pen?" She replied "It was right on the notebook next to you." It wasn't anymore I thought. "Maybe you bumped it behind the table..." she continued. So I looked and felt... Nothing. Looked on either side, in front, behind and still nothing. I reached both of my arms along side my thighs and didn't feel a thing.
Just as I thought to myself where the heck did that pen go, both my wife and I see the pen appear three feet above the floor and three feet out in front of us. It just appeared, out of no where! Then slowly fell to the floor without a single sound. Was I going crazy? Where did it come from? How did it just appear? These were only a few questions I had for my wife that evening. Neither of us knowing what was going on.
If any of you know what this could be I would love to hear your theories. Thanks for your time.