I have a teenager and a pre-teen living in my house…and they are always on the phone and David and I are always after them to put the phone back where it goes when they are done. We spend a lot of time looking for our phones. We have two of them, phones that is.
So last Monday when our phone disappeared we figured one of the kids had it and didn’t put it back. We thought maybe Karalyn had taken off with it in her overnight bag to her Grandma Sharon’s house because we could not find it anywhere. When we found out she didn’t have it we thought maybe our neighbor borrowed it and forgot to give it back to us. He didn’t have it either. I told David maybe our ghost has it…he agreed maybe she did but he still continued looking for it. So David and the kids looked all over the house for it and still didn’t find it anywhere. They looked for it Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday…no phone. Thursday morning, David came home and asked me if we had found the phone yet. I told him no. Then he went in the living room and picked up the only phone we could find and he called someone. When he finished he set the phone on the charger in our bedroom. He walked back into the living room and looked at the charger….and there sat the phone that had been missing since Monday! David asked the kids if they had found it and put it back. They all told him no. So how did the phone mysteriously disappear and then reappear? The Ghost that lives with us took it. “I told you, David, the ghost had it!” I told him.