[Crazy Jetty]

Over the last year, my parents bought a new house and had it moved onto their property.
Naturally it fell onto me to do the bulk of the work in fixing up the inside.

I had to pull up all the carpetting, and paint all the walls. Well, there's one side of the house that has almost all the windows on. And the paint my mom wanted in the kitchen was a really dark burgandy red. I found that the light coming in from outside would blind me to the dark paint, and I couldn't see what I was doing. So, I switched to paining at like, 2 AM, so I could turn on all the lights and see what I'm doing. Well, it was bad paint, and took about four coats. So I had to do this four times over the next week and a half.

When I'm in that house in the middle of the night, I feel like I'm not alone. And I hear noises from the other rooms. (All the carpeting is up. So it's unfinished plywood flooring.) Like things dropping. Hitting the floor. Some times stepping.
Well, my dad has an EMF reader I got, to make sure I wasn't in a fearcage. Couldn't pick up any noticable field readings.
Well... the last night I went to paint the kitchen, the whole time I was there, I felt like there was someone in the room with me, stairing at me.
I finally went through the entire house, turned on every single light, which then ment the darkest room in the whole house was the livingroom. Where my paintcan and paint pan was. I had my paint pan sitting on a step stool in the livingroom. I'd gotten the last of the paint out of the pan onto my roller, and finished up what I was doing.

Then I heard what sounded like a screwdriver being dropped on that plywood floor. I have no idea what the noise was, but that's what it sounded like. I looked up and in that direction, and then I saw my paint pan flip off the stool into the air, and land about two feet away from the stool.

I looked over everything. And I cannot find any conventional explinations for what happened.