Pillows And Mascara

One day, my mom asked where her mascara was. I remembered putting it in her purse. We both looked everywhere for it and couldn't find it. I looked in my room, the kitchen the garbage, everywhere, because I hate it when my mom is upset with me. She said she couldn't find it and not to lie to her, blah blah blah. She flips out on me because she thinks I'm lying and I took her mascara or something.

Anyway, some time later, I go to my room to go to bed. There, where I went by a dozen times looking for the mascara, in the middle of the floor in plain sight, is her tube of mascara! I went my mom and was like, 'I told you!' and she was like,'how'd that get there?'

Another time, the couch cushions got dirty, and I got in trouble because I was no help (I'm not good with cleaning). She got all upset because she had no idea how to clean them. Anyway, I got in trouble and was sent to my room. She went out of the room because she had stuff to do. A couple minutes later, she calls my name and I go into the living room.

She says,"Look."

I'm like,"What?"

"The cushions."

I look closer at them, and notice there are zippers on the side of the cushions used to get the pillows out. The zippers were unzipped, and the pillows were pulled out a little. Me and my mom had no idea the thing even had zippers, because if we did there wouldn't have been a problem in the first place. "I just came in here and they were like that. I swear to God I didn't open them." She said that once she saw it all the anger left her and she was just in shock and awe. I was happy I wasn't in trouble, and also amazed at how that could have happened.

It had to have been a spirit.