Muscovite, a practicing psychologist and just a man Good Julia Rubleva wrote on a page in Facebook a post about the mysterious disappearance of a raincoat of his mother, worthy of real history with ghosts. Facebook users were not confused and told the stories no worse.
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Once my mother has ever since the hallway of a raincoat with a fur hood. I stood at the rear and watched. She dismissed the hood and threw him toward hangers. Then she wanted again to try with him, and it was not. He was not behind the hanger, behind the door, in the stairwell (we went out), under the hanger, on the hanger - nowhere. We have not seen it anymore. Never. Never. Nowhere in the apartment. He was pretty big with a fur torn. I still go crazy, thinking where he can be. Once my husband removed the ring when something was mastering, and put the stool next to the stool. We both sat on the sofa and I saw it. When they were spun, the rings were not. The cat with his daughter was in the country. We were looking for several days, moved furniture, plinth, disassembled the sofa, vacuum cleaner, sieved dust from it, almost went crazy. At some point, a few days later, we went along our long corridor together and saw a ring. It lay in the middle and glistened. Just on the floor. In the center of the hallway. Did you have this?***
Lost the perpenitious knife - dropped into the river and did not find it in Ile. Very upset. Moved home. It is in the drawer of the table.
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And I lost a kitten. My cat gave birth to six kittens, they were already a month and a half, they were already run by might and were big. I come to somehow home, I think the kittens - their five. Sixth no. Sevended, I smoked everywhere, moved, it climbed all the holes - no kitty. Cat could not eat him - he was already big. Never found. Lost a kitten from a locked apartment, a balcony glazed, there was nothing open. Then they did repairs, thought - dried out the corpse somewhere. No, no corpse. Even disappeared. And the hamster acquired exactly. I had a hamster, Dzhungarian, moisture. He lived for two years, died, I threw it out in the garbage chief. I sit in the room for a month, I see - my jungarian hamster runs through the room. Well, I think glitch. I didn't even go to watch where he ran away. In a day I look - the cats crowded in the corner, consider something. I see myself - and my jungarian hamster is sitting in the corner. Repeated and returned! I had to plant it in the old cage and pour food from the previous hamster. And this lived two years, then died. Unlike the previous one, it was kind. When he died, I was the first thing to get rid of the cage and feed. No longer responded.***
From the last: Soap dishes sponge, distracted, turned away, turned - no sponge. There is neither in the sink nor under the kitchen, nor on the floor, nor in general on the whole kitchen - were looking for together. Spit, got a new sponge, domain the dishes (in the sink - the water and 1 new sponge), turned away, turned to wash the sink - there are two sponges in it: the missing and new.
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Aunt had. Fall glasses for the back of the sofa - after 15 minutes the father comes on them in the middle of the room under the carpet. The carpet around the perimeter is pushed by a sofa, a chair, a wardrobe and chair. The scoop and broom disappeared - it turned out in a couple of weeks in a narrow closet among the drugs, the banks with lemon were disappeared from the refrigerator - materialized in the bathroom, the clock disappeared and appeared under the chair on the freshly made floor (in the absence of the owners)***
Well, this matrix is coming sometimes. But let her return my socks !!!!!
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Two weeks ago. I was going on a trip, put myself a T-shirt on the sofa, until the socks were looking for, 10 minutes passed, began to dress - no. Well, there is no, nowhere. Neither on the sofa, nor under the sofa, nor in dirty underwear, nor in a chair, nowhere anywhere. A week later, the child found in his writing desk, in the drawer.***
My dad in the room with me dropped my earring golden on the rug. Searching - I did not find it, then I was looking for almost with a magnifying glass - there is no her. After six months, the husband said - look, there is a golden earrings on the rug - you were not looking for her? She lay smoothly where dad dropped her! For these six months, we were certainly cleaned, soaphed floors and vacuums. And the funny thing is that I told about the earring of one woman, and she said that you need to give a coin to the house and he will give. I laughed, we have a new building, what kind of house? But the coin left. The next day found earrings.
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They lived in the apartment together with a classpit. In November in the evening she shoved a thick shirt on the lining in Chiffonier, just threw on top of things on her shoulders - to wear in the morning. With me. There was no guests. Nautro sweepers in the closet did not turn out. We have rummaged on weekends all the contents and room as a whole. Double. Nineties, poverty .. She was wildly upset. In the end of March, she opens a closet, with me, this jacket falls on it.
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Put the keys on the bedside table, covered with a lace tablecloth. A minute later - there are no them there. And under the bedside table. And in the boot standing under the bedside table, no. Sitting squatting, raise eyes - keys at eye level. The lace clinged.
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