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originally posted by: w8tn4it
A reply to an earlier story about a daughter's sweater...I'd be looking up past contractors you've had at the house. Sounds more scary than strange.a reply to: headcheck
originally posted by: ausername
Fascinating story, not impossible to believe. I have never had anything from the past materialize in the present.
That said, and this is as impossible to believe as it is to prove.. I have received electronic communications from myself to myself from the future... Of course, the first few times it happened I assumed it was a prank and nothing more, until I could no longer deny what was happening... Then I had some missing time, and since then EVERYTHING has changed...
Or, maybe I'm simply bat# crazy.
originally posted by: headcheck
a reply to: orionthehunter
Yeah, except the way this thing hit the floor it was very noticeable to me because it was quiet in the room at the time. It hit the floor like it fell out of the ceiling, that's what made me confused. The ceiling was open because we were running wire and mounting lights. But still, there is no logical reason of why this particular battery would be in the ceiling at all in the first place.
originally posted by: ausername
Fascinating story, not impossible to believe. I have never had anything from the past materialize in the present.
That said, and this is as impossible to believe as it is to prove.. I have received electronic communications from myself to myself from the future... Of course, the first few times it happened I assumed it was a prank and nothing more, until I could no longer deny what was happening... Then I had some missing time, and since then EVERYTHING has changed...
Or, maybe I'm simply bat# crazy.
originally posted by: kaylaluv
Another weird thing that happened was, my daughter had lost her favorite hoodie. She adored that hoodie and was very upset that it was missing. We turned that house upside down, but it was nowhere. I just assumed she left it at school. About six months later, I walked into my bedroom, and the hoodie was laying in the middle of the floor. I asked my daughter if she had found it and put it there, and I could tell by the look on her face, she did not. Neither did my husband (it's just the three of us in the house). We do have dogs, but we don't let them upstairs. Still don't know where that hoodie was for six months, and how it came to be on the floor of my bedroom.