Right after my grandfather passed away in 1994, I was in his apartment which had been built onto my parents' house.

While I was in there, I felt a tap on my shoulder and no one was there.

A week later, a clock in the bathroom fell off the wall, even though the angle of the nail should've rendered that impossible.

So, I believe in SOMETHING. Just not sure what that "something" is.

I'm pretty sure I'm not the only who believes in SOMETHING. I'm sure the Madonia family in Houston might believe, too.

Today.com tells us that Emily Madonia gave her daughter an Elsa doll (from Frozen) in 2013 and, after throwing it out on multiple occasions, it kept turning back up.

(Cue the creepy Twilight Zone music.)

I think dolls are creepy, anyway, My mom collected dolls and Dad, for years and years, gave her a heart-shaped box of chocolates with a fancy doll attached to the box top with a red ribbon. And she kept them all. So their guest room was FESTOONED with dolls.

I ALSO think there's a reasonable explanation for this, even if I can't come up with ones for the shoulder tap and the clock.

Regardless, super creepy.

Just like Elsa in Houston.