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My Ghost Was Annoyed


My Ghost Was Annoyed


I’m pretty sure my house Ghost was annoyed with me yesterday afternoon.

I had just taken a photo of my sage smudge broom to use in my poem today, when I heard a small crash out in the kitchen. I came out of the bedroom to see what was going on.

I looked around a minute, then saw a magnet had fallen off the refrigerator door. It had been slung across the room. It wasn’t a special magnet, just one I’d gotten at a yard sale years ago of a beach scene with umbrella, because I like collecting all kinds.

Anyway, the thing is you’d think a magnet falling off the refrigerator wouldn’t be that easy, right? I mean it’s magnetized and stuck there. It had been stuck there for a long long time. You’d also think it would have just fallen straight down to the floor. But no … this one had gone completely sideways at least 3 to 4 feet away into the next room. It also had to have jagged around a portion of the wall that sticks out several inches right by the fridge.

I’m no stranger to things flying around from time to time. It’s happened many times. I think my Ghost was annoyed because I had the smudge broom out and they were maybe thinking I was trying to banish him/her from the house. I wasn’t at all. I love having my Ghost around here. It’s usually pretty quiet, but every once in awhile I’m made aware he/she is still around. 🙂


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© 2021 BS

Don’t Ask Me Why I Wrote It


Don’t Ask Me Why I Wrote It



>wrote 2015<

Letter to myself:

Dear Ghost,

Be flash about music

Rules challenge you


Behind tragedy, smiles escaped

Independent evening learned

Worldwide – pick anything

Myths painted without fun

Peace, rain, art … Quiet ahhhh

Medicine pin release

I escaped my story


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© 2020 BS

Forgotten Phrases # 5 – Dig


Forgotten Phrases # 5 – Dig


These are short phrases (or micro fiction) that I wrote years ago.

This one I wrote for a writing challenge back in July of 2016.


Subject: Farming

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Dig, hoe, rake, plant

Dig, hoe, rake, plant

Jim Bob felt like an automaton, now, just like everyone else.

Dig, hoe, rake, plant

Straight rows, down the line, even spaces, he was not allowed to stop.

Strange voices, weird food, sickening smells…just keep going.

The plants talk to him, chanting…

Dig hoe, rake, plant

The aliens look on, and revel in their take-over of the Earthlings.


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© 2016 BS

The Levitating Mirror – A True Ghost Story


The Levitating Mirror – A True Ghost Story


Ready for another strange story of mine? I did post this one before, on October 31, 2017. It’s about a mirror that was in the house here, and it really happened.

True Ghost Story for Halloween  


This is a true ghost story. It happened in the house we live in now.


Levitate, levitation, levitating…to rise or float in the air esp. in seeming defiance of gravitation; the act or process of levitating – esp. the rising or lifting of a person or thing by means held to be supernatural.

Our bedroom mirror levitated…by itself!

We’ve lived here in this house for quite a few years, now, and we are only the second family to have lived here. We met the previous owners, and they are not weird, and no horrible thing ever occurred in this house, that we were made aware of. It’s just that the paranormal seems to follow me around, no matter which house I’m in.

The mirror in question, was a used one…one of those kind of tall ones that fit onto a dresser. It wasn’t bolted on, though, just propped up against the wall, and dresser top. The dresser was covered with all kinds of junk that accumulates, such as papers, bills, a glass lazy-susan that held coins, pens, watches, and miscellaneous items. There was a box of papers, a piggy bank, a belt, some cards…well, the whole top was covered in stuff.

I was sitting in the dining room, doing some scrap booking. The bedroom where the mirror was, was one wall away and in front of me. We have four cats, but they were all sleeping in the far back bedroom. It was quiet in the house…no TV on, no music playing. Suddenly, I hear a terrible crash coming from the bedroom. I went to see what it was. I found that the mirror had fallen onto the carpeted floor, and shattered.

What was so strange was that absolutely nothing in the bedroom or on top of the dresser had been disturbed at all! Not one thing had fallen off to the floor. There was no way the mirror could have just fallen frontwards in the first place, because of all the stuff on the top of the dresser. It couldn’t have slipped from the bottom, either, as it would have knocked off the stuff.

All I can believe, is that somehow, the only way…the only way this happened, was that the mirror levitated itself, going up and over the things, silently, then turned itself sideways to the dresser, then crashed down onto the floor. That’s when I heard the crash! I ran in, and saw it laying on the floor, sideways to the dresser, mirror glass side down…on carpet. The sound of breaking glass had been loud, though!

What is also surprising, is that it did not scare me at all. I was just like, well, gotta clean up the glass shards. I’ve gotten so used to objects flying around the houses I’ve been in, that it has become the normal thing. I had a bit of a time, trying to get that mirror up off the floor, as it was pretty heavy. I couldn’t just lift it up and take it out. I had to drag it all the way through the house and out to the garage. It stayed out there for a long, long time; we just recently got rid of it. Nothing else ever happened with it.

That incident was only one of several, here in this house. I’ll tell more in another post, and also things that happened in other houses I’ve lived in.

Hope your household goods stay put, because mine sure don’t!

© 2014 BS


Happy Halloween! 🙂

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When Toys Sneak Up on You – Another Ghost Story?


When Toys Sneak Up on You – Another Ghost Story?


photo/pixabay (similar to the toy car in the story)

This is my true story that I wrote about on August 18, 2014.



This is another true ghost story. It happened in the house we are living in now. I wrote this piece last year, and will give a short update at the end.

This happened a few months ago, right here in my living room. I was sitting here at my computer desk. When I turned around to get up, my grandson’s small, metal car had appeared in the floor, right behind me.

Now, my grandson and his family had been here visiting, four months earlier…they live in another state. He had brought lots of toys to play with while he was here, including small cars. I’m sure one probably got left behind, when they left to go home. However, in the four months since then, I know I’d moved the furniture around, and swept the floor, etc. and had not seen one at all.

So, the fact that this little toy car suddenly appeared, was very strange. The cats, as usual, were in the back bedroom, sleeping like they always do. I know they had not dragged the car out. I did not hear any noise of a metal car rolling across the hardwood floor toward me. So, why did it choose to show itself to me now, and where had it been hiding?

I got a weird feeling about it, so did not go pick it up right away, waiting to see if it would move again…but, it didn’t. I left it there all the rest of the day, right in the middle of the floor. The cats did come out of the bedroom, later on.When they saw the toy car, they were very suspisious of it. They acted scared to go near it, and walked wide around to avoid it. That is not normal behavior for them. Usually, anything that looks like a toy, they will bat it around the house, then chase after it. Not this time.

At the end of the day, I did pick it up. I put it on the shelf by my desk. I see it every day, and it sees me. I keep waiting for it to make another sneaky move, but so far it hasn’t.

UPDATE:  My grandson and his family came to visit again this summer, and I gave the toy car back to him. I told my daughter all of what had happened with it, and she suggested that maybe it had just been a signal, that my grandson was just saying hi from his house to mine. I like to believe that’s all it was.

Have you every had toys that did things on their own? I’ve heard of some that use batteries, and they will come on at odd times. Do you think toys can be possessed? I’ve heard stories of this happening, too. Anyway, I look at toys differently, now. You never know when one will sneak up on you!

~ Hope you’re enjoying my true ghost stories. There will be more…much more!


I wish I’d have taken a picture of the car, but either I didn’t even think of it, or my camera wasn’t working at the time. Maybe it just didn’t want it’s picture taken? I’ve had things like that happen before, too, with batteries draining, or photos I take just not showing up.


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Kammie’s Odd-Ball Challenge- Parachute Legs


Kammie’s Odd-Ball Challenge – Parachute Legs



This was very odd, I thought.

We were at this old thrift store/junk shop, and my grand-daughter called my attention to way up on the ceiling. It took me a minute to figure out what I was seeing!

Seems this is a large parachute, with a mannequin’s legs sticking out of the middle of it! This is one of the weirdest things I’ve ever seen! 😉



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© 2019 BS







Doppleganger is a German word that means Double Walker. Other descriptive meanings include…
A paranormal double of a living person
A ghostly counterpart of a living person
A double
An alter ego
A person who has the same name as another
The sensation of having glimpsed oneself in one’s own peripheral vision, with no chance of it having been a reflection
Someone who looks spookily like you, but isn’t a twin
Ghost or Shadow of Yourself

Now that we’ve found out what the word ‘doppleganger’ means…how many of you have seen one? How many of you have been one?

I have had both experiences. I’ve seen people many times that look like someone I know. It’s a bit un-nerving, when you realize who you are seeing is not the person you know.

Maybe you smile or wave to them across the way, but they don’t react…or just look at you like you are the weird one. I’ve even gone up to them, said their name, just to be informed that they were not my acquaintence. Then, I had to explain and apologize for the mistaken identity. They usually laugh about it.

One time I saw my daughter, who lived in another state at the time, in the video store here in town. that was pretty strange. I knew she was not here…but, it looked just like her! Another time, at the same video store, I saw the members of the pop band “Green Day”. They were just being normal customers, looking for a video to rent.

Another perspective is the way people come up to me, thinking I’m their friend. I tell them I’m not who they think I am. One lady kept insisting I was! She kept calling me by this other person’s name, and I kept denying I was that person. She was very upset about it. It was such a strange situation to be in.

I know that there are at least two other ladies that live around here that has the same name as me. One of them was funnily enough, the mother of someone my daughter worked with.

I’ve seen someone, a stranger, that looks like my sister at a restaurant here. She doesn’t even live in this town, and was not here visiting.

I seen someone that looked like my late Dad, at a phone store.

Yes, I discretely took their picture.

I’ve always heard that every person has a doppleganger somewhere in the world. I think it would be fun to see my own…or maybe a bit creepy!

What about you? Would you want to meet your doppleganger?


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Teleportation – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter T


Teleportation – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter T  #AtoZChallenge 2019 Tenth Anniversary blogging from A to Z challenge letter



Mystery Box Chickens say, “Let’s fly away.”


Today we have the letter T. It would be strange if I didn’t tell about teleportation, since my blog is titled teleportingweena! So, here’s my story…


A True Tale of Teleportation

As promised, here is another of my true tales of teleportation. At least, that is what I call these incidents. We were totally bewildered by the whole incident.

Have you ever been at a certain place, and then suddenly, without knowing how, you are at another place? This happened to me and my daughter, one summer day, not long ago.

We’d been out and about town, going to yard sales, on a Saturday morning. We’ve done this off and on for years, and we know the streets and areas pretty well. Once in awhile, we drive around an unfamiliar neighborhood, trying to find the advertised address, without too much trouble.

This morning was about the same, and we did find the yard sale. It was in a little housing area just to the south of the city. To get there was no problem…just one turn from the main road, then into the residential streets. We did our shopping, then got back in the car to go find more sales.

We pulled back onto the main road we’d come in on; that much I know. It should have been the one turn, back the way we’d come. I know we turned in the right direction…north. However, nothing looked the same at all, now. The housing area where we’d just been, was not there anymore. It should have been off to our right, but there was no sign of it at all. We didn’t see any of the landmarks we’d noticed on the way there, and even the dip in the road and the stop sign, we’d taken note of earlier, was not there, now.

We kept driving straight, along this road, hoping to see something we recognized. The whole time, we kept remarking about how weird this was. We couldn’t figure it out. We felt really lost…in our own town, and were getting nervous about it.

Finally, finally we saw a street sign that told us where we were. But, it seemed impossible that we were at this place and on this street, now. We’d only made the one turn, back toward town. Now we were miles away from where we’d been, and in a completely different area and on this different street. We’d have had to make even more turns to get on this one.

We were relieved to know where we were, now, but still had no explanation of how it happened…except that maybe, just maybe, we’d been through a time/place/space warp…or something!

There could have been a portal that swallowed us up, moving us to the other place. We didn’t feel anything, we didn’t see anything…we just found ourselves in a completely different place in that split second.

I don’t have any idea why, or how this happened, but since it did, and we were eventually able to find our way back, it seems pretty amazing. I wouldn’t mind doing it again, but would like a warning that it was going to happen, first!


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© 2019 BS