friendly ghost or not-so-sly brother?

Small, unexplainable things have been happening in my house lately. Granted, I live in an old house in an even older town, but I've lived in this house for 6 months and the things just started happening. Maybe if my brother wasn't still calling my living room his home, I'd blame it on a new found ghost. But c'mon, it's a weird coincidence.

It's a little strange that things started moving around and disappearing only since my brother's been here. For instance, when I was gone last weekend, I came home to my giant Hershey bar gone. It was in the fridge, and had been for weeks. Every now and then I'd eat a square, making it last longer than expected. Over half the bar was there when I left, and when I returned, POOF! it was gone. I asked my brother, who dumbly said "what candy bar?" Are you kidding me? Does he really think I'm that fucking dumb? Even still, I explained the giant chocolate bar that had been in my fridge for months, and he acted like he had absolutely no clue what I was talking about. Right.

Things have also been moving around my house. To some people, this would be minor or probably unnoticeable. But to me, I notice when things are moved the slightest bit, let alone to an entirely different room. I wouldn't necessarily called it OCD, but it's definitely border-line.

So today, when my candle that has always been in my living room found its way upstairs to my computer desk, I noticed. Hmm, did he really think I wouldn't notice that either?

So either I have a friendly ghost who likes chocolate or my brother is trying to by sly and failing miserably.