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My family owns a home in California that belongs to my dad's grandmother and grandfather (since deceased). They originally built and owned it and it's been in our family since (I am 4th Generation).
One time, I was eating lunch in this home (we were staying in it for vacation). From the dining room table you can see both of the bedroom doors. While eating, I dropped my napkin off of the table and leaned over to pick it up, one of the bedroom doors slam shut. The house is old, so I figure it was a draft and somehow (I didn't want to put too much energy into it) had shut the completely open door. As I continue eating, I ended up dropping my fork on the floor, and again, leaned over to pick it up only to have the second bedroom door slam shut. I was alone in the house and freaked out to this point, I finished eating with my head down trying to preoccupy myself with something other than the bizarre situation which had just occurred. When I finished, I heard rustling over towards the doors and as I stood up I looked at both of the doors. They were both WIDE OPEN once again. I left my dishes and sat outside by the driveway, waiting for my dad to return from the store.
There have been other times when my dad and I will hear eachothers voices - clear as day - when the other is not in the house or around within calling distance.
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