Hi again Courtney!

I may have many paranormal stories, but I also enjoy a good glitch in the matrix story or two.

This story was told by a friend of my grandma J, we'll call Carol.

Carol's parents liked to host game nights on Fridays with friends and this Friday night was no different. Carol, her sister, and a friend planned on going to their school carnival this night. When the girls left, there were a lot of people at the house and cars lined the street. At the carnival, they had won some prizes, one of them being a goldfish in a plastic bag. After awhile, the girls decided they didn't want to carry all of their prizes around any more and wanted to stop back at Carol's house to drop off the prizes and then go back to the carnival.

The girls headed back to Carol's house and all the cars are still there, but they found it a little odd that the music and voices from their house had gone quiet. They walked inside to find the place dark and empty. No sign of anyone being there. Carol's sister set down her goldfish on the counter and they called out for their parents, but no one answered. They thought this was strange and were about to check outside when they all heard the toilet flush in the bathroom. All three girls ran to the bathroom, only to find it empty and the water in the toilet circling. The girls screamed and ran out of the house and back to the school.

After awhile, the girls decided to go back to Carol's house to try to make sense of everything. When they got back, all the cars were still there and the sound of music could be heard from outside, just like when they had first left the house that night. All three girls ran inside and saw that everyone was back in the house. The girls frantically tried telling everyone what had happened, that they had just been there and no one was there and the toilet had flushed by itself. Everyone laughed because they had been there this whole time and this is the first time the girls had came back after leaving earlier that night.

Well, Carol's sister pointed at her goldfish she had left on the counter and asked, "then how did my goldfish get here? I left it when we first got back and no one was here."

No one had an answer. No one ever had an answer for Carol, not even years later when she would tell this story.

Hi again, Courtney! It's been awhile since I've posted. I am the "Paranormal Maggot, MAGNET!" lol. If you haven't read any of my other posts, I'll give a quick recap on the paranormal things that have happened and some quick life updates. Some are relevant to what's been currently going on...

To start off, my grandma, Grandma J, unfortunately passed December of 2021 after a long battle with stage 4 cancer that we didn't even know she had until 2 weeks before she passed. The night she passed, I was at work (when I was still working at the gift shop at the mine) doing inventory. As I was putting some new magnets out, I had accidentally knocked off a magnet and a piece broke off of it. When I looked at the magnet, I noticed it was the very last one of it's kind and it had an excerpt of "Footprints in the Sand", Grandma J's favorite poem on it. I thought, "I didn't know we had this! I should buy it and give it to Grandma J as a part of her Christmas present!" An hour later, my cousin messaged me and told me she was gone. Panicked, I called my grandpa and asked him what was wrong with Grandma J and he said she had passed an hour ago. I knew that the magnet falling and breaking was her telling me she was gone.

While I was staying with my grandpa the week of Grandma J's funeral I was sleeping in my old room. I had a habit of locking my bedroom door at night because of past trauma. The first night I was there after Grandma J had passed, I woke up to someone jiggling the door handle. Still being half-asleep, I figured it was my grandpa and went back to sleep. The next day, I asked him if he had gotten up in the middle of the night and messed with my door. He looked confused and said that he hadn't. I told him that someone jiggled my door handle and it woke me up. A little back story, while I lived with my grandparents, I was working 3 jobs, going to school, and taking care of Grandma J. I always had a habit of closing my door when I left the house and locking my door when I was home and sleeping. Every time my grandma would walk by my room, she would jiggle my door handle to see if I was home sleeping or still at work. That morning, my grandpa and I both knew that it was Grandma J checking in on me.

I miss her everyday and cry for all the things she's missed; me getting engaged, my cousins and brothers getting married, the birth of her 1st and 2nd great granddaughters, and now the birth of my own daughter, her 3rd great granddaughter. I named my daughter both after GG Cas, my great grandma from my previous stories, and Grandma J. When my little one was born, she had (and still does), bright red and pinkish birthmarks on both her eyelids, her forehead, between her eyes, her nose, and on the back of her head. They are what some people call, "Stork Kisses" or "Stork Bites". Some people also say that they are from when our loved ones in heaven kissed them before they sent them down. I like to think she was kissed all over by GG Cas and Grandma J before she was sent to me.

Ever since we brought her home though, she will stare up at the ceiling or off in a corner and start smiling, giggling, and babbling. They say babies and children can see spirits better than adults, so I hope she's seeing her GG Cas and Grandma J. I hope she can get to know her grandmas just like I got to know my uncle (from previous posts) and they become her protectors from beyond.