Moving dice, doors locking themselves, rattling doors, bulbs blowing and scratches…
This all started about 2 years ago in a small apartment I lived in in China. I don’t live there now, I moved out a few months ago. I never really felt that scared as I’m quite interested in the paranormal. Aside from the balcony doors, the strange things that happened occurred about once every month or two. It wasn’t day in day out stuff.
The first bizarre thing to happen was while me and my wife were watching a movie (a horror movie funnily enough). I had a beer can on the coffee table in front of us and we were watching the movie when my wife suddenly shouted ‘look!’ I thought she was referring to something happening in the movie, which I thought was strange, as nothing of note was happening in the movie at that time. She then said ‘The beer can’. My wife said the beer can moved across the table a short distance all by itself. It was still about a 1/4 full, so had some weight in it. By the time I looked, it had stopped. I know we were watching a horror movie, but she really wouldn’t joke about things like that.
One thing which happened on an almost daily basis was the rattling of the balcony doors. The were two large sliding doors, and it was almost as if someone was violently shaking them sometimes. There is no other explanation. It happened when the weather was calm, and they didn’t shake when it was very windy, and there was no heavy traffic nearby. Nothing else shook, just the doors.
The thing which really did it for me was the dice. I knew I had two dice in the apartment, but I didn’t know where they were. I was sitting at my computer desk one day and I heard a noise like something hitting the ceiling, so I looked up and then something hit the floor. Right by my left foot was a dice with the number one facing up. A little bemused, I put the dice on my computer desk and left it there. I had a small two tier shoe rack in the lounge not far from the computer desk. Well, the very next morning, I went to put my shoes on and right next to my shoes was that same dice with number one facing up. Was someone trying to tell me something?
Another time, I stuck a Union Jack flag (I’m British) on the wall with double-sided sticky tape attached to the four corners. It was very securely fixed because I checked after putting it up, and it required some tugging to get it off. So, I put it up and later left the apartment. When I came back, it was off the wall. And it hadn’t just slid down the wall. The position of it meant that it would have been pulled away from the wall. Strange.
But the thing which really confirmed to me the poltergeist/paranormal activity, was a door closing behind me and locking itself. This was the front door to the apartment. It is and old apartment and has an old wooden door and frame that has been painted a few times and doesn’t fit smoothly into the frame – it needs to be forced to shut properly. Well, one evening, I took the rubbish/trash out, There is a main bin just in the hallway, so I was only out of the apartment for less than 10 seconds. So bearing in mind what I said about it needing to be forced to shut properly, I was amazed to find the door shut fully when I returned. I turned the handle(it’s a door that doesn’t lock when you close it. Locking it is a separate thing) and it was locked. I couldn’t believe it. I of course didn’t have my keys with me. I tried a few times again rigorously and it was still locked. I waited a few seconds completely astonished at what was happening, then I tried again and it opened. All this happened silently. I didn’t hear the door shut (which you would because it needs forcing to close) and I didn’t hear the locking mechanism.
Light bulbs blew regularly as well. Not when they were switched on, but when they were already on, which is quite strange. One night at about 11:30 I was using my laptop, I just had a small table lamp on, when suddenly there was a bang and I was plunged into almost darkness. Luckily, because I was using my laptop, that switched to batteries and I still had the light from the screen. The bulb blowing blew the trip switch in the fuse box, so I had to go outside to reset that. The bang was so loud that I half expected the bulb to be smashed, but it wasn’t.
I nearly forgot to mention this. Scratches. One morning I woke up covered in scratches. They were very fine, like cat scratches. On my body they were dead straight and about two to three inches long, and on my arms they were shorter and curved. Skeptics say the person causes this themselves in their sleep, but I’m sure the human nail can’t cause these kind of scratches. I tried afterwards, and all that happened was fat red marks not fine bloody scratches. And I don’t think it’s possible to do it yourself in your sleep without waking up because of the pain.
It should be mentioned that apart from the first thing I mentioned, nearly everything else happened when my wife was not at home and I was alone.
Sent in by Dr. Smith, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com