Monday, August 29, 2011


Last year at my work, I began finding pennies in the strangest places.

Sometimes single ones, sometimes 2 or 3 together. They would be on shelves, on floorstands in the store, in my locker, the lunch room table, on the floor...really in odd places. Even on my doorstep at home. And I would find maybe as many as 10 in one day. At first it was sporadic---One day I'd find some, the next day, none, then some more the day after that. 

Eventually, it increased to where I was finding them every day. I didn't specifically look for them...they were just popping up wherever I was. 

These places might not seem that odd to you, but they seemed to be penny-free one minute and then the next I looked, there'd be a penny there.

I know in the past I mentioned on here that I did not really believe in the powers of the Ouija board anymore, but one day just for fun at my mother's house, we were messing around with it and right away it started talking about the pennies. To make a long story short, my brother who passed away when I was a baby, indicated that he was the one leaving the pennies around for me.

I thought a lot about this and so to "test" this theory, I asked out loud one evening that if he were truly leaving pennies for me, could he please leave a large amount of them, like piles of them, and then I would know that this was probably true.

About 2 days later, I was at work, but in the back stock room when my manager called me out front. She said a customer came up to the counter with a bag of pennies, saying she found them out in front of the store. Not knowing what else to do with them, she brought them in to us.

(Who would do that?? If you find money like that, wouldn't you either just keep it or leave it alone? I don't think I would turn it in at a store---after all, they are just pennies, not hundred dollar bills.)

My manager alarmingly handed them to me (I had been telling her for weeks about the penny thing happening to me). There tied up in a small clear plastic bag was about 50 pennies.
I still have them...and I have thanked my brother!

P.S. You may think my manager was playing a joke on me and she brought the bag of pennies herself, but she believes in all things weird and strange, plus she did not know I had asked to receive a pile of pennies. She was beside herself with bewilderment when a bag of pennies showed up!

UPDATE (October 14, 2018)

This morning there was another incident with the pennies. As you probably know, I kept the original bag of pennies. For safekeeping, it was in a dresser drawer, in the exact same state it was given to me, tied up with a white, wiry bread bag tie.

This morning, I was about to shower when my husband said he needed the bathroom. So while waiting, I went into our bedroom and for some reason I still do not understand, I went over to our bookcase. On one of the shelves, I have a little wooden box. Someone gave it to me ten years ago. It says “Runic Dice” on it and inside are carved wooden dice. Apparently, it is used in fortune telling or something similar but I never learned how to use them and just kept it for its “cool” factor. This morning, I picked that box up and opened it. Again, I have no idea why. I don’t know what compelled me to go to the bookshelf or why I would pick the box up, as I haven’t touched it in a really long time, which you could tell because of the dust all over it.

And when I opened the box, inside was my original bag of pennies. This is strange all on its own because I would never have taken the pennies from the drawer and stuffed them into this little box. Weirder yet, they were still in their original plastic bag, but were now inside an even bigger zipper-closure bag and there were 4 more pennies in that bag. I don’t even buy the type of zipper bag that was now holding the pennies.

So…to recap: 

  • For no reason whatsoever, I went over to the bookshelf. 
  • For no reason whatsoever, I picked up the little wooden box. 
  • I discovered the original bag of pennies was now in the wooden Runic Dice box. 
  • That bag was now inside another larger bag. 
  • That larger bag now had 4 extra pennies in it. 
Naturally, I quizzed my husband, who had no idea where I kept the pennies, nor had any knowledge of them moving to the box or how a bigger, different plastic bag was now incorporated into the mix.

I looked carefully at my original penny bag to see if there was a hole and some coins got loose, but it was in the same perfect shape as the day I got it. And even if they had gotten loose, that would not explain how a new bag showed up or how the whole thing moved across the room and would up in a tiny box.

For those that aren’t aware, I live in a perfectly “normal” everyday modern house. I don’t have ghosts, gremlins, devils or what-have-you anywhere around here. Usually. That activity goes on at the homestead in Lunenburg County. So I can’t even call “ghost” on this one as that is likely not the answer.

Is it further intervention (divine or otherwise) on behalf of the deceased who allegedly sent me the pennies in the first place?

What IS the answer?

Unknown. But apparently, the penny-saga continues.

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