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Wierd Happenings at the Deane House
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weird
weirdYesterday I was at the Deane House for the Murder Mystery that was there. And something wierd happened.
Yesterday happened to be one of those days that whenever I had something to drink, I'd have to go to the washroom soon after.
I was sitting at the table and talking with mom and everyone. I was still irritated as my mom had been late in arriving to my house and I I had to go to the washroom so I got up and went upstairs. I was feeling anxious as I went up, but figured it was just the remanents of me being peeved off.
I went into the bathroom and closed the stall door. I flipped the hook into it's fastener and turned around and took a step towards the toilet (it is a large stall). I turned towards the door again and as I did the hook popped out of the latch. Of it's own volition. I hadn't brushed the door or touched it in any way.
Take it any way you like. Weird huh?
Yesterday happened to be one of those days that whenever I had something to drink, I'd have to go to the washroom soon after.
I was sitting at the table and talking with mom and everyone. I was still irritated as my mom had been late in arriving to my house and I I had to go to the washroom so I got up and went upstairs. I was feeling anxious as I went up, but figured it was just the remanents of me being peeved off.
I went into the bathroom and closed the stall door. I flipped the hook into it's fastener and turned around and took a step towards the toilet (it is a large stall). I turned towards the door again and as I did the hook popped out of the latch. Of it's own volition. I hadn't brushed the door or touched it in any way.
Take it any way you like. Weird huh?