Where do I begin? This is the first in a series of occurrence that have happened to me and my family. We had moved into a new house in Chippewa falls Wisconsin. The place seemed nice enough, and we hadn't heard anything bad about it or its past.
One night, my family (mom, dad and me) were woken up by my school lunch box, the heavy plastic flip top lidded ones, violently falling down the staircase of our house. We thought one of our two cats had knocked it down the staircase, except for the fact that they were both in my parents bedroom sleeping with the bedroom door securely shut. My bedroom being upstairs was two rooms away from the staircase and there was no possibility of my lunchbox crashing down on it. Plus I remember specifically taking my lunchbox and setting it next to my bed after school that day. And to top everything off... my bedroom door was shut too.
After 6 years we still have never figured out how that lunchbox could have taken a tumble in the middle of the night, but after a few more instances in the house (which I will soon post), we truly believed that there was more than just us living in that house.