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A ghost story
sent by PJ to Angels &
I guess this all started last summer. On occasion
I would see a glimpse, or a shadow of something, or someone in
the hallway, and I would just dismiss
it as me just being
It started at night
time. I would hear something and think my son was awake, fell out
of the bed, or was walking down the hall. Seeing how I didn't get home from
work until real late, I was always up. But, every time I'd check it out, it
wouldn't be anything and he would be sound asleep. I just blew it off to
tired; then a few things started being out of place, but I just thought it
my 'Mini Me' (that's what I call
our son), or Jim had moved things. So of course
I never said anything to anyone. Then the 'shadows' started appearing more often, and took
a clearer form, if you will, of a little girl about the age of 3
or 4. Lights began being turned off and on by themselves. Last
even called the power company out, thinking maybe we were having power surges or something, but
they found nothing wrong. Actually I called them out twice, and they said the same
thing both times, "There's nothing wrong." Things were moved. Pictures turned the wrong way. I know exactly
how I keep everything in my home. Then this
morning, I woke up to the noise of
the door to the
laundry room being
shut and opened, over and over. At first I dismissed it as Mini Me being
up and about; but then I remembered he's in Louisiana and I am home alone.
I thought, "Oh Crap!" and jumped out of bed and the laundry room door was shut.
Chills ran down my spine. The doors were locked. The light was on over the
stove in my kitchen, and one lamp in the living room was turned on. Again
I dismissed it, and went on to the bathroom for morning rituals; and when I
returned, the lights were off! The light in my bathroom went off and
on three times this evening while I was in there. Again I was home
alone, and freaking out at this point. I seriously don't think I'm crazy, but
then again most psychologically challenged people say they are sane. I
swear I'm not insane and I'm not on drugs; well not illegal ones anyway.
I've always believed in ghosts or spirits, but have only had one other encounter
about ten years ago with that of a little girl as well. Is it
possible for ghosts/spirits to attach themselves to you somehow and follow
you from one State to another?
I don't feel threatened in any way. The
"happenings" it seems are that of a child playing. It's weird. Has anyone
else had anything like this happen? If so please share.
Night before last we were eating dinner,
when all of a sudden a picture on the wall in the dining room just fell and
scared the helck out of all three of us. I got up to inspect and the nail
was still in the wall, with no damage at all to the picture or it's hanger.
Weird huh? Wait, there's more. Yesterday morning after 'Twosteps' left for
work, I was sitting there in bed, had just turned the TV on when one of his
caps flew (yes flew) off the wall. It freaked me out. It didnt
just fall; it landed like three feet away from the wall. "OK."
I'm thinking, "No biggy. It just fell." Again, no explanation;
so I put it back in it's place. I blew it off and again went on with morning
rituals, and the light switched off in our bathroom. Ok this crap is not
funny now! About thirty minutes later, Mini Me was up and neither one
of us felt good. He was in my bathroom flossing and we were talking when I
heard something from within the bedroom. It was the same cap that had
earlier flown off the wall and onto the floor again. How did I hear this
in our bathroom, over the television, over our conversation (more of a yelling
match, trying to pursuade him into flossing) and with our floor being
carpeted? Hhhmmm! I dunno, but it freaked me out. I made Mini Me
hang the cap back up that time, and didn't say anything about what had happened
earlier to me. Now, last night we (Two Steps, Mini Me and myself) were all
piled up in the living room engrossed in the tube, I thought I saw something out
of the corner of my eye; not once, but twice. It wasn't the same little
girl I have been seeing for quite some time, but she was about 10 or 11 years
Well things are still happening
on a regular basis...quite a bit this week. Ok, we went into town earlier.
Before we left, I was back in Mini Me's end of the house telling him to get
ready and what not. To make a long story even longer, we left and returned home
about an hour or so ago to find his bathroom door locked from the inside.
We had to take the door knob off to get in. What you guys don't get is that we
are not a modest family and bathroom doors are never closed. That
was freaky, even Mini Me thought it was...
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