JULY 1, 2019
Every apartment I lived in in Renton had paranormal activity of some kind, particularly in the highlands. Things would go missing even when I always kept them in the same spot, always. Once an exercise ball abruptly rolled across the living room in front of my sister and I. The way it moved defied the laws of physics, it didn’t just roll into a dip in the floor. I also frequently felt something or someone sitting down on my bed as I was falling asleep.
Submitted by Swamp Witch in the Desert