A friend recently moved into a new house. Over the past week he’s shared, with a group of friends, stories about the ghost in the house. The first, a perfectly functional key that was bent overnight while on the counter. His dog, that is not know to bark, quickly scurrying into rooms to bark and then just as quickly receding to the front door to leave. Today was a story of hearing furniture in the next room being picked up and down then sliding across the room. But, the room is empty as he just moved in. 👻 😱 From afar this situation has been amusing, hearing new stories and joking about a new ghost friend. However, if I was in the same situation, I would be very uncomforatable. Consistently trying to find a new reason that everything is fine. Nothing to see hear move along.