Ocean Beach on the outskirts of San Diego� This was the place where I experienced most poltergeist activity.
One morning I found that the end of the belt on my robe was wet, so I threw it over my shower curtain rod to dry.� Later I hopped in the tub to take my shower, closed the shower curtain, noted the robe belt hanging there and pitched it over the rod onto the floor.� After my shower I put on my robe, looked around for the belt which I expected to be on the floor, but one end was threaded through a belt loop on my robe!
Another morning when I placed a bottle of shampoo on the side of the bathtub after I finished washing my hair in the shower, it fell into the tub and I just said phooey, I�ll leave it there and pick it up tomorrow morning when I shower again.� Later that day I found the bottle precariously perched on the side of the tub — half on the edge and half off, all crooked.
I hope this isn�t TMI, but after I would get out of the shower, I would curl my hair and put my make-up on before I put my clothes on for work so that I wouldn�t get make-up on my clothes.� One morning as I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror curling my hair, I felt a hard pat on my rear end.� Another afternoon as I was sitting on the couch watching TV, I felt something or someone press against my outer thigh.
While sitting on the couch, several times I saw the leaves on my large plant move as if someone had brushed against them while walking by. No windows or doors were open.
A small container that I had put away in the cupboard above my sink the morning before was in the same place but wrapped in a plastic grocery bag.� I didn�t do that.
I reached for the cords to pull up my blinds in the dining room. (There were three cords which I had braided to keep them at the same length, but I had unbraided them the day before as they had become uneven.)� The cords looked like they were haphazardly braided together for several inches. I untangled them and no matter how many times I pulled the blind up and down and let the cords dangle freely, the cords hung straight down and did not appear like they could ever cross that many times and loop over and through each other by themselves.
So many odd things happened in that apartment that when I discovered them, I would stop dead in my tracks and just stare in wonder at the absurdity of it all.
Sent in by Sandy Fuersich, Copyright 2010