Paranormal Experiences

7/17/2017

*My Brother and I*

So, Nobody is awake right now (it's 10:41AM) and my brother and I are watching Dan and Phil and we are sitting in the living room. We're minding our own business and we both hear (at the exact same time)we heard three very quiet knocks. Okay, backstory: There's this little girl who has a crush on my brother and she comes over at around this time of day and we thought it was her so when we checked the door through the peep hole, we expected to see her. But we didn't. In fact, nobody was there. At all. The street is empty. No cars are parked along the shoulders of the road and there are only a few cars in driveways because it's early on a Monday morning so a lot of people are at work. We were talking about this experience, trying to figure out what exactly we heard when we hear three footsteps in our hallway. Our hallway has a wood floor and it's easily visible from the living room where we were standing and there was. Nothing. There. We started talking about that because it's odd and most of these things don't happen everyday. And (this is the last thing I promise) I hear what sounds like a distant firework. The kind that shoot into the air and then explode except it was muffled like it was eight or nine blocks away. This wasn't in rapid succession. It happened twice, about seven seconds apart. 

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And now I just felt someone touch the back of my head. I have really short hair like almost a pixie cut except it's an A-Line instead and my hair is really light so you can touch it and pull your fingers away (without pulling my hair) and it just flips up for literally have a second and then returns to normal again. Which is enough movement for me to obviously feel. My brother was sitting right behind me and I asked him if he did it because I know him for messing with me in ways like touching my shoulder and then going back to what he was doing before. I asked him if he was messing with me and he denied it. I kept asking him and after I few times I said 

"Do you swear on my life?" To which he replies:

"I swear on our lives." 

"Promise?"

"Promise. I swear on the Bible." 

My brother is super religious so there's no way he'd do that without meaning it 100%.