In August, my dad went to a random graveyard and brought home a tombstone to display in our basement, since we have lots of antiques and things like that down there. He thought it would be "cool". So he cleaned it off and put it out. It was of a 9 month old girl, I think her name was Roseanne or something similar to that. She was born in 1854. Soon after the tombstone was brought home, bad things started happening. They included me wrecking two of our cars (one backing into the other), and my dad's car accident.
In October my mom got a phone call from a woman saying "your husband has been in an accident" and it was probably the scariest moment of my life. It was right down the street from our house so my mom quickly drove down there and I was told to stay put. (I'm 17 by the way). I was hysterical because no one knew what was going on or how bad it was and I honestly thought he was dead. It turned out his truck was completely totaled, way beyond repair, but my dad was saved by the airbag. He broke some bones in his neck and had to wear a brace for a while but now he's fine.
A couple days ago my mom decided that the tombstone was at fault for all these things happening and she wanted it gone. We had a "family vote" and we decided to make him put it back. He didn't actually steal it from a grave, by the way. It was leaning against a wall in the back of the cemetery. But anyway he's putting it back tomorrow and tonight he went to get it to bring it upstairs and really noticed the dates on it. The date the little girl died was October 10th, 1854. The date of his car accident was... October 10th.
I think this is so creepy. Do you think it's definitely related? And do you think it will all be over once the tombstone is returned?