Poltergeist. Russia

This incredible event happened at the beginning of 1972. One frosty morning, amazing things began to happen in the house of one of the old-timers of a small village: stools fell, someone knocked in the corners, rolled potatoes on the floor...

Today, any schoolboy will say that this is called a poltergeist or, even simpler, a barabashka. In those years, such words were not known, and it was not customary to talk about some phenomena for which there is no explanation. The men cursed furiously. And, in the end, an unknown person hit the most zealous matershinnik on the back with a poker.

Walkers from other surrounding villages began to flock to the village. The case was widely known. Here the authorities were forced to react. The secretary of the district committee, the editor of the district newspaper, the chairman of the collective farm, the director of the secondary school, the police chief came to the village. The high Commission sat out decorously for three whole hours, drank a samovar of tea, but nothing happened! As soon as the guests left, everything started all over again. Over time, people began to notice that this someone's behavior is similar to a tomboy bully. Casually he will open the tap of a hot samovar, release all the water from the washbasin, put a button, or else he will launch a potato at someone…

A veteran Bolshevik lived in the village, a member of the party since 1926. He was listed as an inflexible atheist, firmly believed in party ideals and until the last moment accused his fellow villagers of frivolity, reproached with a sick imagination. But still, one day they persuaded him to visit the ill-fated house. And then something happened, from which the veteran almost had a stroke. In an absolutely empty room, the materials of the party congress, torn to shreds, rained down on him, sprinkling him from head to toe. It should be noted that the mysterious tomboy did not touch classical literature, nor did he spoil the good things, the clothes of the owners.

Gradually, everyone somehow began to get used to the hooligan barabashka, stopped being practically afraid and began to make attempts to contact him. They treated him respectfully, asked him not to mess around, to put things in place, not to make noise. He quieted down… And one fine morning he disappeared as suddenly as he appeared