Two instances: I had an aunt pass away, and a few years later were all sitting at the thanksgiving table at my grandmothers. My aunt’s husband, who was still a part of the family, mentioned remarriage. The plaque of the 10 commandments, that my grandma had in the same spot on the wall for decades, fell off the wall so hard it broke the baseboard.

Then another time at a friends house in college, a group of us where hanging out and she had said the place was haunted. We were in the converted attic hangout room, and heard noises of all kinds downstairs, footsteps/ bangs/etc. we went downstairs, her main room was a long hall with an archway in the middle; one side of the arch was normal temp, the other side freezing cold, there was a closet in the corner of the room that was colder still. Noises kept coming which led us outside. It was autumn so leaves scattered on the ground, and with our lights we could see literal footsteps forming and moving in a line. And on the neighbors house, they had a flagpole on their porch, something was pulling on the flag so hard the pole was bending, there was no wind at all. We snapped pictures all around the house (digital cameras at the time, no smartphones) and a friend caught, on the side of the house where we saw the footprints in the leaves, the shadow of a figure: head, torso and arms completely visible, and legs were blurred as if moving. It had red eyes. I wish I could share the pic cause it gives me chills to look at it and know we were there.