(I'm just hoping my apartment isn't haunted but you never know)

So, I was just drinking some lemonade-like drink and when my mum put her cup down it started moving across the table.

When it stopped we put it somewhere else on the table and, sure enough, it started moving again.

Now, I was curious so next time it started moving I put coins in it. It slowed down after 2 coins and stopped after a few more.

If it was the wind, surely it would stop after a shorter amount of coins.

Now, this wouldn't be as scary (Or cool? I don't know if I should be freaked out but I'm not really.) if the same thing didn't happen a few years ago.

Me and my mum were sitting on the couch in our house, waiting for my dad who never came home on time, and all of a sudden my school bag fell from the top of the fireplace.

It didn't move again but my bag wasn't that light, nor was it sitting on the edge, so there was no reason for it to move.

Anyway, both story's will make great tales to tell my kids XD (If I have them.)