This is a real ghost stories online extra.

Hey guys, it's Nikki from Los Angeles, California, and it's 3 a.m., so if I sound tired or you think I'm drunk, it's, I'm not.

I'm just tired and crazy.

Okay, so I'm calling in because I wanted to talk about the negativity connected to both of my parents,

but mainly my dad. So I don't talk to my dad. I haven't spoken to him in a long while,

and it's all for good reason but um basically living with him

uh was just weird uh when he was married to my mom and you, living altogether as a family at my mom's house,

um,

whenever he was mad,

poltergeist activity would happen, um,

like doorknobs would rattle,

like violently,

and then doors would slam violently and, uh, you know,

faces would appear in pictures, stuff like that. Um, that's just, like, the best I could describe it,

but basically there was this one time when they were going through their messy, messy divorce,

and I was sitting on the couch and I was there to make sure that nothing happened

because my dad had a bad, well, not a bad, well, yeah, a bad habit of trying to start stuff with my mom, but he would do it when

she was alone, but if I were there, he wouldn't do it, of course. But basically, I was just there

just in case, he tried. And when he closed the door, they had gotten to an argument earlier in the day.

And when he was leaving a go-to, quote-unquote, work, he had closed the door, but he closed it softly, didn't slam it or anything, closed it normally.

And my mom had these sconces on the wall and one of them just flew off,

just flew off, but I saw it from the corner of my eye, like moving, but I was too fixated on him because I wanted to ask my mom what happened I wanted to

...