Anyone ever witnessed something move on its own?!

[Blossom4538]

Hi all,
So a friend has had a few goings on and things being knocked around or almost thrown in her house. Also, things going missing and reappearing! What can this be put down to, if spirits don’t exist?!
I think I’m a believer and am curious.
Has anyone else ever had anything move in front of them, in their home?

[Whylurkwhenicanjoinin]

@TellmewhoIam

One year I lived in a student room in a complex of old buildings. A pencil on top of the chest of drawers lifted up, hovered, and flung itself outwards into the room. Movement caught my eye in the mirror; a clothes hanger detached itself from the metal rail and flung itself similarly. I opened a cupboard and a small bottle of aspirin hovered as if stuck to the inside of the cupboard door. It wasn't sticky. My mother saw this too. It was a strange room and I also had a recurrent dream there set in the Middle Ages. Later I found out something confirming details.

Oooh do go on!

[SedentaryCat]

In a previous house our cat was standing in the middle of the living room floor...nothing unusual with that until her back end lifted twice, as if she'd been swiftly kicked between her back legs. Her ears went right back, she hissed at the air behind her, then shot off up the stairs utterly terrified. We didn't see her for the rest of the day.

We've had occasional billowing of curtains here. When the windows have been closed and no through draught in evidence.

We've just finished clearing my late MILs house prior to sale. I was in there on my own when a musical mug went off, playing jingle bells. Except the battery compartment was empty. She liked a joke.

[TellmewhoIam]

There were the remains of a persecuted medieval community's dwellings under and among those parts of the college buildings. This corresponds to the recurring dream (of someone fleeing from a house located where the wall of my room would seem to melt). I'm not sure why things were thrown.

[Elsiebear90]

Yes I went on a ghost hunt on Halloween, did a Ouija board and because I’m a skeptic kept asking the “spirit” to make something move then I will believe. The next day I was cleaning our dressing room, left the room and came back to find a can of hairspray had moved from the back of the dressing table to the middle, was confused and staring at it trying to figure out how it got then then it moved again on its own in a large circle. Crapped myself and ran off downstairs screaming. Not seen anything like that again and that was about 4 years ago.

[shetlandponies]

@ChristmasSexyTime

Yeah. When I was about 11. First night in a new house and while I was lying in bed, my doll slid up the wall next to me. It wasn't a dream but I can't really explain what happened except that it did 🤷‍♀️

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[shetlandponies]

I was at my friends house with dh, we were just sitting around chatting and a photo in a frame just leaped off the mantelpiece

Absolutely no explanation. It was a cold evening so no windows open. And everyone was sat on the sofa, not walking around so no vibrations could have caused it. It was quite a spooky house actually and I always felt a bit uneasy there after that

[yellowsubmarines]

Not sure if this is movement so much as something appeared. I was at a friends and we sat at the table having a cup of tea (nothing on the table except two cups of tea and a small plate of biscuits) before we got up to start making lunch for some other friends and family who were arriving later. My friend and I went round and round her kitchen looking for the peppers (key ingredient to one of the recipes) that we both thought the other had bought. Then her DH walks in and asks what we're doing and points over to the table we had just sat at and says 'those peppers?' My friend and I were shocked as there had been no peppers on the table before and both of us swore we had never bought the peppers. We needed 2 peppers for the recipe and there were two peppers laying on the table not in a bag like we would normally buy from the shop. It was so strange and we still can't explain it but we've never made that recipe again it freaked us out so much.

[ConnectedToSandsview]

Me and XH were alone in the house. We had a lounge/diner. The dining table was completely empty, nothing at all on it. We were sitting at opposite ends of the sofa, when we both heard a noise. A coin was spinning on the dining table as if it had been dropped there, until it lay flat. No shelves anywhere near, and it was an English pound coin - we do not live in the UK and had not been there for years.

The following night, same thing happened on the coffee table, but with local currency.

No idea what caused it. Neither of us witnessed it before or since.

[AmazingBouncingFerret]

Years ago when I worked for Early Learning Centre I was on the shop floor on my own when an item in the art and craft section (a super scribbler) fell off one of the six foot high shelves. It made me
jump but I didn’t think much of it, just went over to pick it up and put it back.
When I returned to the till area where I had originally been leaning and trying to avoid doing any work, a tape player in the music section fell off the six foot shelf. I was a little weirded out at this point but when over, put it back and returned to the till area.
A short while after that a plastic tea set fell from the size foot shelf in the imaginary play section, which was right in front of the tills.

I lost it at this point and used to intercom to call the other member of staff down!

It was really confusing because the shelves we had didn’t sit straight flush to the wall, they had a slight degree to them so they angled towards the wall to avoid large heavy items falling.

[Blossom4538]

Wow, love these stories!

[SheldonesqueTheBstard]

@Oldandcobwebby

I love that you remember it was a box of Poppets.

☺️

[Nat6999]

Since my late dp passed away I have seen all kinds of weird things happen, a loaf of bread shoot from one end of the breakfast bar to the other, been woken by a bang & when investigating found a tin of corned beef that had been right at the back of a cupboard & the tin opener in the middle of the kitchen floor, woken to my bedroom door being wide open, I always sleep with it shut. Some people would say these are coincidences but I'm sure it is my late dp.

[TheFoundations]

When my brother and I shared a room when we were little, we had a few of these. Not to actually see, but clearly things had moved. For example, the stereo had those little levers that you push to change the function. One clunk upwards from off to cassette, and another clunk upwards from cassette to radio. One night, in the middle of the night, it clunked itself upwards twice, and the radio came on. Scared us witless.

Same room, one morning we go up and my brother's Tonka tipper-truck was full to the brim with water. No leaks, no drips, no spillage, nowhere near a tap. So full that my mum had to part empty it with a glass before she could move it. My brother and I were both under 5, and the only taps were downstairs, or in the bathroom which was through our parents bedroom. There's no way we could have done it. There was nobody in the house except the 4 of us.

Loads of stories from that house. Definitely something weird going on.

[Hijabigirl234]

Yes. I have experienced stuff ever since I was around 13 years old,I’m 23 now. It’s mostly very scary dreams, hearing noises etc. I am a Muslim, in my old house I had a shelf where I kept a Quran and some other Islamic books, their was a lot of stuff already going on in that house and I walked in the room once and one of the Islamic books flew of the shelf infront of my own eyes.

[robbiJ60]

In my 20s I lived in a flat which had a built in wardrobe and an indented part for a dressing table. The mirror stuck on the wall behind it...I know. But it was the 80s...literally jumped off the wall and landed on the floor smashing to pieces. Not one item was touched off the dressing table. It didn't slide onto the floor. It jumped

[Ashard20]

A friend of mine who had recently lost her MIL was using the now empty house as a base for a small church youth prayer group. I had left to take home a couple of members and when I got back the rest were huddled outside by the front door. Apparently while I'd been gone, the remaining group members, led by my friend who had not had a good relationship with her MIL, had been criticising the decor and laughing at things in the house. (I know - not very nice - she wasn't my friend for much longer) They had heard a loud crashing noise coming from the kitchen and when they went to investigate, there was a tray on the floor. The only way they could replicate the sound was to hurl it with full force at the floor. Before that, it had just been lying on the work top.

[Reusername]

I saw a carafe of water slide slowly down half the length of a long meeting room table (so did everyone else). We were all very much wtf have we just seen. I also used to live in a Victorian tenement flat. We would go out and come back to books neatly piled on the large hall floor. Strangely I never really minded. It had a nice vibe though my friend hated the place, said it gave her the creeps.

[Saidtoomuch]

Ooh, love this thread. I'm the world's biggest synic, but I was part of a group making a glass move at a seance on a ghost walk ( yes I know, but you go with the flow on these things). Anyway, I was the last person with a finger on the glass and the bloody thing still moved!!
I've been visited by a deceased grandfather and my deceased dog in half away half asleep moments.
I still don't believe in hocus pocus, but perhaps I'm just in denial because I don't want to accept what happened.

[opinionminion]

Whoateallthechocolate

[Verv]

We went to stay in a holiday cottage in Scotland on an estate next to the Cairngorms. My necklace did a disappearing act one day.
Im a creature of habit so had got in, taken it along with my ring off and put them both along with my wallet on the table by the door.
Went to put it on as we were going out later and it was nowhere to be seen. Searched the property high and low for a good couple of hours (sentimental value, ive had the necklace for over half my life) and decided to go and retrace our steps back to a pub that we had been to for lunch.
I was getting dressed and went to put my bra on which was hanging by an armhole on the top staircase bannister, and tucked into the cup was my necklace.
There was no way it could have fallen off when disrobing, and more to the point my partner had picked the bra up off the floor when searching and hung it from the bannister. I returned to it an hour or so later to put it on, so somewhere between that time, something had placed a heavy necklace into it.

It wasn't a partner prank as she doesn't do that and was completely freaked out, refused to be on her own in any room of the cottage until the end of the holiday, and still tells me to shut upppppp if I mention it as she hates anything weird but I love it.

When we went to sign the guestbook we were reading through as like to look at some of the comedy vacationer complaints and there were a few comments in the book claiming that there had been ghostly goings on while people were staying there - with items going walkabout.

Weird thing is, this happened on my mothers birthday, and the necklace was a gift from her.
She died in 2014 and our holiday was 2019.

[Verv]

It was here - www.cottages.com/cottages/tinkerbell-sal and the dreaded bannister is visible in the second bedroom photo :D

[FAQs]

Loved reading some of these posts, not sure I fancy staying in that cottage 👻

[ShaneTwane]

These are great

[Leonthelobster]

Mine is also more of things appearing rather than seeing things move. It’s a bit of a long story.

Ex H and I rented a 1970s house on a large estate after we sold our house. He chose it and when I went in to view it my heart lurched. I just didn’t like the feel of it.

We moved in and on the first day DC had gone to school, ex H to work and I was sorting out boxes and cleaning. I didn’t want the front door closed for some reason. I noticed a weird smell - sweet and musty. Not damp because I know what damp smells like. I kept needing to check the DC in the night which I never did unless they were unwell as they were 11 and 9 so not little.

The main bedroom felt so oppressive and awful and I couldn’t sleep. One morning I was getting dressed and the door of one of the mirrored wardrobes cracked in a horizontal line from one side to the other.

Within a few weeks of moving in I felt as if a fog of depression had fallen on me. I felt as if the DC and me were unsafe in the house. My cousin visited with her little boy who was 7 at the time. He looked at me and said, “ is this a real house or an imaginary one ?” I thought that was such a weird thing for anyone to say but it absolutely had an almost surreal atmosphere that was impossible to describe. A friend popped round to say hi shortly after we moved in. She hadn't asked first and I was out when she called. She told me next time she saw me that she hadn’t wanted to park her car down my drive and couldn’t explain why. Another friend and my mum both told me after we moved out they felt terrified walking upstairs. I’d not told anyone that I thought the house felt bad while we were living there as I didn’t want the DC to get to hear anyone say anything bad about it and get scared.

I didn’t wear my wedding or engagement rings because I had bad eczema and I kept them in their boxes in a drawer. I don’t know what made me check but one day I opened the boxes and both rings had gone. I freaked out and didn’t dare tell ex H. About a month later I found both rings in a bowl of pot pouree on the bedroom windowsill. I have no idea how they got there. It’s not something the DC would have done or my ex.

The feeling of a presence, especially in the main bedroom, the kitchen and the stairs got worse and I found every reason possible to go out. Increasingly I felt that if we stayed something awful was going to happen and at my insistence we asked the landlord if he would end or tenancy early if he could find someone else to move in. Ex H clearly thought I was mad as he felt absolutely ok there.

The day we were moving out all our stuff had been taken out, the removal firm had left, I’d looked in each room before driving to the new flat to make sure we had everything. ex H also did a final check and on the bedroom windowsill he found two matching small cameo photos - One of a man and the other of a woman. Looked like Edwardian from their clothes. He had brought them to our new flat. I was absolutely sure they had to go back where he found them and I refused to have them in the flat and begged him to post them back through the letterbox as we had dropped the keys off at the managing agent by this time.

From the first moment we moved into the new flat I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off me. The depression just went. I know normal depression isn’t there one day and gone the next. But I just felt ok and safe as soon as we were out that house. We later found out that the old man who lived there was a total misogynist and was awful to his wife. He died in the room we were in. Apart from my cousins little boy , everyone who had a bad feeling in the place were women. So weird. I’ve not had any spooky feelings or experiences before or since that house. I always look for logical explanations but for the rings and the photos I just can’t find any.

[whirlycarly]

My dps went out for the day, came home and a heavy chest of drawers had been turned so that the handles faced the wall. No cleaner had been in or anything.

They were freaked out by the thought that whatever had done it must have had so much strength.