I was taking the trash out one day. There's a strip of bushes on the side of the house with rocks. As I stepped on the rocks I looked down and noticed this earring laying there and picked it up. It was mine and I thought it so odd that it was outside like that. I tossed it in the trash and went in the house not thinking about it again.
I was going somewhere special and was looking in my jewelry box for something to wear when I noticed the other earring to the one I tossed in the trash days earlier, what are the odds of that?! That was when I first remembered losing the other one, it was five years ago! I've walked in that same spot at least a thousand times if not more since then. There aren't that many rocks there for it to have been covered up all that time. I had recently moved from a haunted house and thought it was all behind me.
Then I remembered something... I found that earring at my back door years earlier and threw it away, how am I finding it again?! It reminded me of the haunted house we lived in a few years earlier.
When my mother had passed away my sister had 4 pieces of jewelry of hers that were silver and looked like tigers, one had orange strips. She asked if I wanted one so I picked the one with the orange stripes. They are one of a kind pieces brought over from Thailand by my nephew.
One night I went in my room to put something on my dresser when I saw all 4 of those tigers laying there. I was floored! How could that be? I only had ONE and didn't even like the others. I picked them all up staring at them in shock. I laid them back on my dresser. The next morning all of them where gone except the one with the raised back, as if it were hissing.
I'd like to add at this point that I never got along with my mother, we had a tumultuous relationship to say the least. She died in a nursing home the same year of this happening.