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December 2011: A spherical bauble falls off our Christmas tree and rolls along the hardwood floor in an uphill direction.
January 2012: While watching TV, my wife hears a male voice behind her asking “What are you doing?” Her response of “I’m watching TV, what does it look like” prompts me to emerge from the kitchen and ask if she’s talking to me. We are the only two people in the apartment. She felt the air from the breath at the back of her neck while it spoke.
November 2012: A photograph of my wife’s grandmother on a book case is moved so it’s facing away from us. Neither me nor my wife moved it. The photograph is located in the general area where the voice came from.
I don’t believe in ghosts, but…
No, I don’t believe in ghosts, but…
But…
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