This story begins in my mother's bathroom. First of all my dad died 3years ago, and we have been by ourselves ever since then. I went into my mother's bathroom looking for a brush and a hairbow. And since Daddy died I have always had this spine tingling feeling every time I walk into thier bedroom or bathroom. So I went in there the first thing I always do is look in the mirror. When I turn around to go back out of the bathroom, A razor laying on the soap rack came flying down at a fast and quick speed and landed on the floor at my feet! I was freaked out, because I was no where near the razor before it flew down, it was like someone was throwing it at me. Then like a few months afterward it did it again, the same razor, and it happened to be my dad's too! So From that moment on I always watch everything in that bathroom and enter with a cautious walk. Believe me, I really did happen!