When I was really really younger, I lived in a house with my family, I had eight years and my room had a window, at the night, a lot of cats stayed on my window without any reason, they just waited there and when started the day they just went. But in that house so many things happened, in another ocassion my brother invited one of his friends and he asked to my brother if he had a dog because he felt it passed to his side. We never had a dog!! so that was really strange.
My mom told me too that one day she was with my brother in the kitchen when they listened to me screaming like if I wanted that someone went to my room. I wasn´t at home in that moment so they think that just was a mistake. Before that we lived there, the mother of my grandma lived in that house but she died and my mom listened too in another day the dishes falling down at the kitchen, just like when her grandma was alive. I think that that house was rare and that something wasn´t good but so many things are unexplicable.



