rdfreak | Writer's Block: Beyond Our Ken

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I'm pretty sure i documented this in here at the time, but, there were strange happenings here as late as mid 2007, and as early as about 2003, I guess.
I'd lock my back door at night and close it, only to get up in the morning to find it wide open, with the little doovey thing on the handle still in the locked position. -- towards the end, it would even happen during the day while I was at home. There was no sound, no wind, nothing.
At one stage, because it was happening so frequently, I put my perkins brailler machine against the closed back door.
I then was advized to speak to the "ghost", so i did. I would say "if you want to help me, please do so, but don't do this. it's not helping."
I think i also documented the following incident in here as well, but it was the beginning of last year when I had the boarders staying with me. I was at work, but it was a hot summers day, and we were going to

jordina's for a swim that night. I told my then-friend where my swimmers were so she could bring them with her for when I arrive at the place of the pool. Since my old togs weren't in the place I was telling her, I just instructed her to find and bring my new pair.
That night, when I went to bed, I found my old pair of btogs laying on the pillow! No-one had put them there, as none of us knew where they were. -- weird.
I am not sure what ghost had been inhabbitting me for a while, but I was rather concerned about the opening of the back door, when I didn't want that to happen.

til next time, RdFreak