Carol Street Has Some Reflecting To Do

I moved in the brick home on Carol Street in 2012 not long after my divorce. I didn’t meet the folks while we negotiated the deal, but I did work out plans for me to keep several rooms of furniture and many pieces of pictures and art work that were on the walls.

One particular art piece was a three mirrored, wrought ironed, heavy metal wall hanging left over the kitchen bar. The bar was in the middle of area of the kitchen, the sun-room, the family room, the laundry room/ pantry.

With bar stools at the bar, you would sit facing the kitchen and this mirrored piece and your back would be to the rest of the house.

You could actually look into these mirrors, I suppose, and see all through the home from this view point.

However, the first night in the home, I took the art work down, off the bar, and moved it.

Next morning, I was sitting at the bar only three feet from this mirror to my left. I glanced and couldn’t believe this heavy, hanging-on-a-nail, piece of metal was perpendicular to the floor floating in the air!

As soon as I jumped back, it fell back to the wall, making the loudest bang! (Still hanging on the nail!)

There were no earthquakes, landslides, noises, anything.

List of events following:

1) knocked the frame, trim, and paint out of the doorway following me after I walked through

2) rattled dresser handles

3) knocked on back door with glass and dog sleeping.

4) lights blew out in bathroom at the same time

The next owner said a cross on a shelf flew across the room and almost hit her a year later.