There was a weird incident last night that scared the shadoodle outta me. I was lying in bed, and suddenly I hear a loud noise from the darkness of my living room and kitchen. Oscar was on the bed, so it wasn’t something he could have done. It sounded like a bunch of sticks were thrown and hit something loudly. I was frozen and in a moment of desperation called mom at 4am. That went about as well as you’d expect, she wasn’t happy. I calmed down a bit and shut my bedroom door. I figured I’d open it when the sun starts to rise. I went out at about 6am and saw what it was; a bunch of my funko pops had been knocked off my shelf and landed on the kitchen counter and floor. 😑 How did that make so much noise? What knocked them off??? I think it’s the ghost or whatever it is. It periodically does this stuff. It goes through times of activity and then, I dunno, leaves for a while. Takes a vacation. The reason I think it’s a ghost or spirit is because it literally spoke nonsense words (or some arcane language I searched on Google and nothing came of it) in a weird crystal clear whisper-yell to me one morning in my bedroom and I was SO terrified I had to sleep in the living room. I noped right out of there. Btw, I do not have audio hallucinations. It’s done plenty of other stuff I won’t get into, but I will say it had me trembling under the covers like a 7 year old in the past. Not been that scared since I was a kid. Things don’t fall over like that for no reason when they were perfectly stable, and there’s not a fan on or really any air circulating around the room. There’s just no reason for it. Explain it to me, please. 😅
I got some different material I want to put in that dress’s keyhole opening. It’s red crushed velvet with black lace over it. I’ll take a picture. It’s really pretty and I think it’ll look good. Black and red are always a good combo. It would have been cool if I had found some purple crushed velvet as that is my favourite colour.
