There seems to be a line down my house, and it runs through the middle of my living room. Every weird occurrence that has happened at my house has happened there.
Our TV is right on the line, and we've had two TVs suddenly die and stop working randomly on that same spot. We've had analog disturbance on the one we have, even though it's a digital TV with digital satellite. One time the TV was having that disturbance, my dad, whose chair is on the line, was just sitting in his chair when his pocket made this weird popping noise. His flashlight had been in his pocket and when he pulled it out, it was disassembled practically, the battery laying outside of the flashlight, as well as the reflective side that goes behind the light, but is kept from coming out by the piece of glass that was still perfectly intact in the flashlight.
Things are always disappearing on the line. A razor, scissors, a quarter disappeared in midair in front of my eyes along the line when I was 8, a pair of sunglasses that appeared two years later in the same spot.
Also, an....apparition (?) appeared a year or so ago. It looked like the film disturbances you see in old movies, only it was right in front of my eyes, my mom's eyes, and my dad's eyes in broad daylight. It moved along our living room on the line and our dog chased it, barking at it, and it disappeared into the wall.

NOW, to the part about my second mom.

When I was in 6th grade, I was watching TV in our spare bedroom one evening. (The middle of the spare bedroom runs along the line, I should mention, I get the weirdest dreams when I sleep in there) My door was slightly open, and I heard my mom grilling something in the kitchen, not far away, I could smell the scent of tacos, and after a while my mom calls me into dinner. It was five minutes from the end of my show, so I shouted back to her that I'd be there in five minutes. She didn't answer, but five minutes later, I leave the room and my parents are simply sitting in the living room watching TV too, and I get really confused and ask where dinner was and if they'd heard me call back that I'd be there in five minutes. My mom hadn't made dinner yet, and no one had heard me call.
This other story about my second mom I'm just going to have to trust my dad about because I wasn't there. It was in the fall this year btw. He was home, and thought my mom was, even though she'd left to town with me earlier. He says that he say my mom outside clipping the rhododendron bushes for flowers, even though the flowers had wilted away months ago. He called to her, talked to her a little bit and asked her what she was doing, and she told him picking rhododendrons for a bouquet, obviously, which is a thing my mom NEVER does. Later, he wondered where she went and called my mom only to find she was at wal-mart. When we got home, after we brought in the groceries, we found rhododendron flowers on the floor in the living room along our line.

Now, we live out in the middle of the woods, about 10 miles from town and at least a mile from the nearest neighbor. When I was a baby, my parents asked a native american spiritual woman to come to our land and find a good place to put our well. Well, she did that, and we never had to go very deep to get our well and its been working for 16 or so years. But before she left, she told us that our land was very holy, and it was a very special place to live.

So that's the whole thing basically. We joke about it and say that if we step on the line we'll slip into another dimension, and that my extra mom comes with extras of my dad and me and one day we're going to run into all of them, lol.
So what do all of you peeps think on this?

Hmmm.  As a Native American spiritual expert stated that it is a sacred land a lot of things will certainly happen there.  Sacred lands are generally reservoirs of positive energy but if these aren't cleansed and blessed regularly that will invite things which will introduce a different thing.  

There certainly is something at your place as electronic and electrical devices are the first to succumb to such strong presences.  Ha ha.  My poor PDA fone got wrecked as I was cleansing an old place at Chinatown here in Manila, Philippines.