Happy BDay To Me. A Gift From My Spooks. Evidence?

Well, as you know I have been having strange experiences around the house for a while. At first I was able to find logical explanations for most of the activity, but as time went on I wasn’t able to keep blowing it off. I use to do Paranormal Investigation, and want so badly to get back to it, but the kids come first. It seems the the universe has decided that if I can’t go to the spooks, the spooks will come to me!

As an experiment I recently bought 5 “Haunted” dolls. You can find more information about them here: Haunted Dolls

But the activity had been happening before I purchased them, so to attribute anything directly to the dolls would be difficult at best. At night I have been broadcasting a live video feed of my living room/dolls/stairs. At first the visual activity seemed to happen most often on the stairs, but after I put the cam up my tricky spooks became masters of stealth (if they weren’t before!) But the activity ALWAYS seemed to happen just outside of the camera view, upstairs where I can’t put a cam, or when the cam was off.

This has gone on for a LONG time now. Knowing that something was going on, but having no proof was torture! I now have a better understanding of how those people feel who I used to investigate for. I know I’m not crazy, but no one else does! ACK! Honestly, I only here the voices one in a while!

Anyway, sometimes when you least expect it, you get an amazing present. The night before my birthday, Oct. 15th, I was just picking up in the kitchen. We had bought some new spoons/forks for the kids and I was trying to get them out of the package without a blow torch or chainsaw. The pkg tore open and dumped onto the floor. When I bent down to pick them up, unnoticed by me, something happened.

Now before I get to the evidence, yes, this could be recreated with mechanics or string or something, but if you know me at all you know that nothing pisses me off more then frauds/fakes. Besides, I run my own business (three blogs, advertising, and custom Graphic design called Mommy D’s Kitchen), run Weekly Spectre, have two toddlers, a house, a husband, a dog, two cats and two ferrets to take care of. I don’t have time for rigging anything. Not to mention the patience.

I don’t blame those who will call foul. I would be critical to if it wasn’t mine.

Now that’s that’s out of the way:

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