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Chocolate-Eating
Spirit
by Joseph
Being a skeptic and given the nature of what happened, paranormal is the last explanation I apply to this, but I don't know what else to think.
My fiancee, daughter and I were visiting my parents over a holiday weekend. My sister, 20 at the time, also lived with my parents at this time.
The last day of our stay was my birthday, and not being people to give big, expensive birthday gifts – and knowing my love of chocolate – the gift my parents had planned to give me was a king-sized Snickers candy bar. In fact, I had seen this candy bar on the dresser in their bedroom when I had been in there at various times during the course of my stay. I had assumed it was my mom's (also a chocolate lover).
When we were about to leave, they gave me a birthday card and mom said, "Well, we had a gift for you, but I guess you already found it." I said that I didn't know what they meant, and she clearly didn't believe me. Finally, I convinced them that I didn't know what they were talking about and they said they had planned to give me a candy bar, but now it was gone. They assumed I had already eaten it. I said, "Oh, I saw that a few times on your dresser, but never knew it was mine. I didn't touch it."
So we went back and forth for some time with playful accusations and at last everyone was convinced that everyone else was being honest in their denials. We assumed it had fallen into a dresser drawer or something.
A few days later, my parents called and said, "Oh, very funny. Very funny with the candy bar." I asked what they meant. That day they had discovered the candy bar. From where it started on their dresser, it had somehow moved across their bedroom and placed itself on top of a bookshelf behind a photo, about five and a half feet off the ground. Further, the candy bar wrapper was open and it was half-eaten.
Known as the prankster in the family, I was the suspected joker. I vehemently denied my role in the candy-bar caper, but what surprised me was how much everyone else did also. Knowing my family as well as I do, I fully believe every single person's denial. And believe me, we've all been grilled to come clean. You may suspect my daughter, but she hates peanuts, for one, and is not the type to be mischievous... and she would have fessed up by now.
To this day, a few years later, we don't know how it happened. I honestly think none of us consciously did it. Sleepwalking? Maybe, but there is no history of that among us. A rodent? Perhaps, but they have never had rodents in their house, and it would be an amazing mouse that could carry a big candy bar up a dresser. A chocolate-eating spirit? Hmmmm....
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