I was visiting my boyfriend one night at his apartment. He lived in an old home, and had turned the basement into a television room.
We were sitting on the couch in the basement, hanging out and talking. He had recently given me a watch, and I had it on that night.
The watch had a silver band that was made up of links. The links had to be removed one by one to size it, then the clasp had to be reattached so it would close.
It was too big on my wrist, and I hadn't gotten around to sizing it yet. I held up my arm to show my boyfriend how big it was, and it suddenly fell off my wrist and into the couch cushions. My boyfriend picked it up and I put it back on my wrist. It fit perfectly. We looked in the cushions again and found the missing link - a link that would have to be taken off with a tiny screwdriver! I think a ghost that lived in the basement heard us talking about the watch and decided to save me some time and fix it for me.
Other things happened in that house too. I was sitting in the living room one night, alone. The TV was off, and I was the only one home at that time. I heard the kitchen door creak open. I got up and closed it, and when I sat back down, a loud BANG came from down the hall. I was the only one in the house at the time.
My boyfriend told me he has seen a man walking from the kitchen to the dining room - this man did not live there with him. The house is haunted.