gattino
Justified & Ancient
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Don't know whether this belongs here or as part of one of my many long running threads.
Earlier I was standing in the doorway between the kitchen and living room, my back to the former, talking to a guest in the latter...and the spookiest thing. I felt the neck of my t-shirt being tugged from behind. It wasn't a simple movement of cloth, (and I couldn't explain it away like I did with incidents with my hoody a few years ago, that were part of long sequence of events suggestive of a dead friend and reported on here). It was the distinct sensation of someone behind me tugging at it. At any rate it was clear enough that i stopped mid sentence to look around and exclaim to the guest "what the hell was that?!"
To make it doubly creepy just an hour earlier my brother on the phone was reporting a couple of odd events happening in his house ( TV coming on by itself in the night and finding a door that was always left open locked). I'd already forgotten about this when my invisible t shirt tug happened.
Earlier I was standing in the doorway between the kitchen and living room, my back to the former, talking to a guest in the latter...and the spookiest thing. I felt the neck of my t-shirt being tugged from behind. It wasn't a simple movement of cloth, (and I couldn't explain it away like I did with incidents with my hoody a few years ago, that were part of long sequence of events suggestive of a dead friend and reported on here). It was the distinct sensation of someone behind me tugging at it. At any rate it was clear enough that i stopped mid sentence to look around and exclaim to the guest "what the hell was that?!"
To make it doubly creepy just an hour earlier my brother on the phone was reporting a couple of odd events happening in his house ( TV coming on by itself in the night and finding a door that was always left open locked). I'd already forgotten about this when my invisible t shirt tug happened.