• goat@burggit.moe
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    1 year ago

    When I was really young, about 12 or so, I had the whole house to myself. So naturally, I stayed up as long as I could playing videogames.

    Now our house was one of the oldest in town, it was awful, it was so old it had different types of timber floors from different years, some of which had holes you could look underneath the house. It was so old that the whole house itself was on a slight lean. If you put a ball on one side of the dining room, it’ll slowly roll down to the other side.

    My computer was also in the dining room, at the part that wasn’t leaning. It was late at night, and I heard a scratching noise. I turned around and saw one of the dining room chairs slowly make its way up towards me, moving by itself until it sat right besides me.

    I promptly went to bed.