A few weeks ago, I stayed the night at my home by myself, my parents
being out of town and leaving me in charge of the house, I was, frankly, having fun. I fell asleep around twelve o'clock midnight, with a quarter sitting out on my computer desk, which is right beside my bed. When I woke up, there were two quarters! This happened until I had five quarters, and I spent them on candy (me being a little thirteen-year-old, I need food to quench my growing pains) but the reason I think someone has been playing with my quarters is because of this.
About twelve years ago when this house was constructed, a little girl was playing on the
platform with some quarters and a marble. She and her sister would play games all day whilst the workers took breaks in the winter frost. However, one day the two got a little mischief and knocked over a large and heavy pillar which landed on the little girl and killed her in where my hallway is. Her older sister ran home and told, and the house
was delayed to be built until the mess had been 'cleaned up' and it was a bit warmer.
That's personally why I think *quarters* are playing tricks with me, because the little girl would play with them in the corner of my room. Hope you enjoyed the story.. but personally it was a frightening experience to have heard the story of the little girl from my neighbors (who lived here when my house was being built).
Submitted from: Lana Little, Texas, USA