OK, I live in the world of the unexplained, but this is crazy.
Before I went to bed, I was going through photos I have of orbs and mysterious faces that I have taken. I was looking for some fill-ins for the blank spaces in my upcoming book.
At 4:30 a.m., I awoke to a whooshing sound.
What the heck, I was so confused.
I jumped up, ran around the house, and what happened is my central vacuum turned on.
How does a vacuum turn itself on?
The only good thing is, if it is a ghost, at least it's a clean one.
Just another mystery in the life of Carey.
