Thursday, October 29, 2009

Ghosts


So I was driving into work today and the subject on the radio for people to call in about was your experience with ghosts. So that got me thinking about mine. Since it's so close to halloween, I thought I'd share.

My first experience with a ghost was when I was 10 years old, my mother had left to go be with my Grandfather because he was very sick. I was laying in my bed it was 3:33 am and I woke up and my grandfather was standing at the foot of my bed. He looked at me and smiled and I waved as his image faded away. The next morning my came came home and told us he had died that night.

One of the coolest experiences I had was my aunt bought an old victorian house built in early 1900, in Idaho. My kids and I went to go live in the house, then they were 5 and 11 years old. The house had 3 stories, we stayed on the 3rd floor. One day while my aunt was intown she was getting keys made and had just gotten all of the locks changed. She was trying to get ready to go to the store when she could not find her keys. The boys were playing out back and it was just her and I in the house. We looked everywhere for those keys (how hard can they be to find in an empty house) I went up and down the stairs looking in every room and finally found them laying on the ground in the basement. So I gave them to her and she went for the door to the drive way and it wouldn't open. She pulled and turned and pulled some more and nothing. So I walked over and it opened right up. She was so frustrated that she just left. I took the kids to a hotel because she wanted to be alone the first couple of nights in her house. When we arrived over there the next day she was looking for her keys again. Then she asked us why we had messed with lights in the basement. We tried to explain that we hadn't touched anything. She said we must have done something because everytime she went down there the lights would shut off. At this point we didn't know if she was insane or if there was a ghost messing with her. Finally after 2 more days of keys getting missplaced doors getting stuck and lights turning off and on, she headed back to California.

The kids and I still had 2 more days until the movers arrived with our stuff. The cool thing was that after she left the oposit was happening. If I couldn't find my keys they would apear on the counter next to the door, and when I would go into the basement the light would turn on. The coolest thing that happened was I had returned back from the store and my 5 year old was asleep, my 11 year old had to go potty really bad, so I grabbed the groseryies in one hand and my 5 year old on my shoulder and headed for the door, already frustrated knowing I still had to get in the door, suddenly it opens for us, and I don't mean poped open 2 inches I mean pulled pack and welcoming. My 11 yr old was just so releaved to be able to run to bathroom he didn't even think about it. Releaved that I could get in and put everything down, I just said "Thank you" outloud. We went on like that for about a year with the good stuff happening to us and the wierd stuff happening to my aunt when she'd visit until I met someone and he moved in, then it felt like the ghost was just gone, there were no more insidences.

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