i swear on my life this thing moves on its own
so when my great grandfather immigrated to the US from italy in the 20s or 30s, he apparently brought this wooden cross with him. he kept it on his nightstand his whole life. he passed away around like 2008. my mom inherited it from him and put it on our computer desk in a house i grew up in. i was 8 or 9 at the time. i woke up one day to find it turned around facing the wall. i didn’t think much about it so i just turned it back around only to find it facing the wall again the next day. rinse and repeat the next few days and i finally tell my parents about it because i was starting to get freaked out. they shrugged it off. these kids and their imaginations right?? anyway i just tried to not pay attention to it and i moved in with my dad not too long after that. fast forward to today, i (now 26) visit my mom because it was on my way to another city im stopping to visit. i see this fucking thing as soon as i walk in and i bring up this things weird little antics to her before i even sit down and she proceeds to nonchalantly say it still does that and she just always has it next to her. further along in the day she asks me if i ever wake up at 3am feeling this absolute pit of dread in my stomach (i do not because im not sleeping next to a nightmare item) because she’s been waking up for a long time just feeling absolutely horrible more often at not at the SAME TIME AT NIGHT. i touched it at some point during the visit and thought to myself “you know what? i’m not scared of you this is dumb” and i take my mom to lunch. get a speeding ticket not even 10min after i confronted the thing. $237 lol. anyway i leave feeling rattled later on and call my uncle. i bring it up and he didn’t even know this thing exists but he brings up how his dad always says we have a family curse. and goes on to talk about how we always have bad luck with things which without context, kind of sounds like it’s just like life lifing. but it got me thinking. if this thing can move it could do anything like nothing is off the table here. my mother has had it ROUGH. abusive partners, ptsd, car crashes, the works. and it all reallllly started after this thing started being around.
my friends are telling me to get a cornicello.
anyway, TLDR, this stupid wooden cross moves on its own and i think my family is cursed. i swear to god this is real i have never in my life experienced such a thing. tell me what to do i could really use a piece of advice or two on how to make this thing stop like doing whatever it is doing