I Hate When Things Disappear and Then Reappear....

a few years back, doing my job as a courier, I was sat in my van, stopped outside my delivery address, when I looked in my item box, and I noticed there wasn't a pen there. puzzled, as I know I'd just used one at my last delivery, i thought it must have dropped down behind the seat or something.

Couldn't find it, but anyway, there MUST be a pen somewhere in the car, I thought, given the nature of my job, using pens all the time, so I searched the car high and low for a pen. No way, nothing at all there. i couldn't believe it, and after about 15 minutes of searching, and LOADS of cursing, I gave up, did the delivery and asked the customer if I could 'borrow' a pen off her, which she kindly did, even though she knew she'd never see it again.

Got back to the car, sat in the driver's seat, looked on the passenger seat, and in the item box, half a dozen pens.

I sat there, in stunned silence for about a minute, slowly said 'ooooo kkkkk' to myself, started the engine and drove to my next delivery, wondering wtf just happened.

i've posted this a couple of times on here,..

Matrix Glitch.

This shit happens on a regular basis.



Good to know that peeps are noticing it, though.

There is a demon in your house.

Yes, I am sure that my old house is a bit haunted. I do a lot of praying and have removed mirrors. Don't rightly know what else to do.

We are considering relocating.

Happened to me just yesterday. I was craving a baked potato so bad, I didn't want to wait the time it would take to actually bake it, so I popped one in the microwave. ( Only takes about 10-12 minutes) Pulled it out, got the butter out of the fridge, looked high and low for the sour cream..I was so disappointed I couldn't find any. I knew I had just bought some a few days ago. I looked everywhere in my fridge ( I buy the little squeeze bottles). Finally gave up and just had butter and bacon bits on my potato. Next morning I open the fridge..and sitting right in front of me..you guess it, the sour cream was right there at eye level. Pissed me off soooooo bad lol. Isn't it suppose to be Poltergeists that screw with objects like that?

Do you own or rent?

Own, which makes it all the more difficult. The house, old sturdy girl, is over a 100 years old. Designated wet land across the street, prolly couldn't build on this property now. My yard is like marsh, great for planting, but full of weird energy.

Check out this website, lots of info, i just scanned it quickly. Maybe it will give you some insight on what you can do.

[link to www.demonbuster.com]

Well, if you own it, take it back! Cast it out!

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Love the pic, btw, Lisa Lisa

Ok, well then there is something in that home that is allowing it to stay there or come back.

Some object or something that is giving it a doorway into your home. That stinks, and I'm sorry you're going through this.

Happened to me just yesterday. I was craving a baked potato so bad, I didn't want to wait the time it would take to actually bake it, so I popped one in the microwave. ( Only takes about 10-12 minutes) Pulled it out, got the butter out of the fridge, looked high and low for the sour cream..I was so disappointed I couldn't find any. I knew I had just bought some a few days ago. I looked everywhere in my fridge ( I buy the little squeeze bottles). Finally gave up and just had butter and bacon bits on my potato. Next morning I open the fridge..and sitting right in front of me..you guess it, the sour cream was right there at eye level. Pissed me off soooooo bad lol. Isn't it suppose to be Poltergeists that screw with objects like that?

Unscrew a soda bottle lid, drop it on the ground without seeing were it fell

Gone...

Must be ghosts

Aww, a baked potato without sour cream is just sad.

Yes, I am sure that my old house is a bit haunted. I do a lot of praying and have removed mirrors. Don't rightly know what else to do.

We are considering relocating.

I wonder what that thing is? I've really cleaned and thrown away objects that I felt were squirrely or off-center. I've thrown away all things from my exploitative pagan days, I've thrown things in rivers that I thought were particularly off - gifts from folks that I knew were not righteous and didn't have my best interests in mind.

I know the house is haunted. Back in the day we did EVP recordings and it was freaky all we heard while we were sleeping.