Spooky

[Newyear]

Spooky

Wow....amazing how many of us this has happened to.

I forgot who worte it...but the ghosts mys sister saw...they were up high too ...slightly above the bed..

I took a cemetery tour once in New Orleans. The guide talked a little about ghosts and I asked if he had ever had one in his house (he was a native) - he said that where he currently lived was actually the Only place he had live in New Orleans that Didn't have a ghost... I laughed but he said he was actually serious about that.

Loved reading these..
Lisa

[Wattle]

Spooky

Spooky

So here's mine...

My Grandmother who died 5 years ago at 96yrs... once told me a story when she first started working as a clerk - her first ever job - I think she was 17yrs...

Anyways.... she had this dream one Sunday night... that one of her bosses at work "Mr Brown" had hung himself... she said it felt real and scary... but laughed it off..

Monday morning off to work she goes and she is laughing and telling this story to everyone at work....

Suddenly her boss calls her into his office and asks her to sit down... (she thought she'd done something wrong) He said I want you to take the rest of the day off.... Mr Brown hung himself last night.....

OOOOOOAAAAAhhhhhh FREAKY..

Wattle

[YoungAtHeart]

Spooky

I once had this horrible nightmare that my dear friend's 8 year old son was in the hospital and had died. It was horrible. I was so freaked out, the following day but I didn't call her, feeling that it would be such a burden for her to hear about such a dreadful dream. When I didn't hear anything from her, I thought it was just a bad dream, and relaxed. I wrote it in my diary, though. Several weeks later, when we were talking on the phone, she told me that her son had had a horrible asthma attack that nearly killed him. I ran and got my journal, and it was on the same day that I dreamed my dream. Brrrrrr.

Several days after my father died in 1993, I was sitting in my parent's backyard. It was a beautiful day in June, and the wind was sighing through the trees. I could FEEL my father's presence, though I couldn't see him. It was a very comforting feeling. The next time I came back to visit, he was gone.