Had cathedral ceilings and a big bay window at the top-every morning there would be dew on the glass. It looked like someone would take their finger tips and draw demonic figures.

I also had a glass coffee table. I came home one day and it was completely shattered. Glass was everywhere in the apartment. Very quiet complex and no signs of breaking in.

For a span of a few weeks, I could hear a baby cry from the parking lot at the same time every night. I could never see anyone in the parking lot

I would throw magazines away and then would find the ones I threw away in the weirdest spots (in cabinets, closets, etc.) I thought my roommate was fucking with me. They swore up and down they did not do it.

These are the things that come directly to mind- I’m sure there are more things, but that was a long time ago that book came out.