Sometimes I think I believe in ghosts. I think I saw one as a child. A woman in a cream coloured dress at my Grandmother's house. Then I was looking through a photo album and I saw the woman's picture. I asked my Grandmother who the lady was and she told me that she was her friend who had died. I told her that I saw her in the house when my Grandmother wasn't home. I was spooked by the wine cellar and the 'laundry room' in the basement. Something happened down there. I've always had that 'feeling' that someone had died down there. I think the man who used to live there before my Grandparents moved there died in the basement. My Grandfather died in that house. Upstairs. He didn't want to go to the hospital and had forbidden my Grandmother to call 9-1-1. Sometimes I wonder if other people I've met were actually real. I know that sounds strange, but maybe some of them were ghosts. Who knows?
I was asking my Grandmother about her family, her brothers and sisters. She told me that she had twin brothers and one died at the age of 8. He drowned in the Welland Canal. She was having a hard time remembering his name and I knew it without even having heard it before.
I don't know if any of this means anything, but to me it does.
I just wonder what is on the other side
I wonder if it is possible for time frames to overlap
making it seem as though we are in the past when we are in the present.
I've always been interested in hauntings, ghost sightings, and other phenomenons.
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I WANT to believe. I don't though. But for once I'd like to experience something a little supernatural.
Weird how the older generation deals with death. For me, I have trouble accepting it. Your grandmother, on the other hand, doesn't remember the name of her dead brother. My grandmother had a baby that lived 3 days....she forgot her name once too.
If that were to happen to me, I would be profoundly impacted forever.
But the older generation was more accepting
Jamie will find this a bit odd about me but I kinda believe in ghosts. We've got an angry fat turban wearing ghost in our house. I've asked him to leave but he's stubborn and believes he's entitled to live there. How do I know we have a ghost? He "flashes" me sometimes at night. I don't mean he pulls up his robes and shows me his ding dong. It's hard to explain but I get the occasional image of this guy in my head before I go to sleep. It's like I know he's there but I can't actually see him. Anyway since I asked him to leave he doesn't "flash" me as often but I know he's still there...I don't think he can actually do anything but "flash" me and maybe bug the cats a bit. Bottom line is that if you ignore him he leaves you alone.
...either that or its all a figment of my imagination...and I have a pretty fertile imagination. so I don't discount the possibility that I may have just made this guy up during a low blood sugar episode or something.
well maybe we should go ghost hunting. Maybe he is not the only ghost in your house, just the only spirit that has enough energy to show himself.
I don't think that it was something you made up in your imagination. It could be, but I don't think so.
Maybe you should get an Ouija board and try to 'talk' to him. Maybe he will tell you why he's there. I'm thinking about getting one myself. I used to have one that my mother bought for me. I asked it if I would ever get married. Then I asked it who I was going to marry and where I was going to meet him. It spelled out the last name of my ex, and the street name I met him on. I never told anyone because nobody would believe me. It was pretty creepy. I almost did marry him. Guess it wasn't to be.
Hmmm even if I could figure out why he's here I don't think I'd try and help him out. He's already in my bad side. I know a couple things about him...1. don't talk about him cuz that just eggs him on. 2 He's Angry for some reason. 3. He's basically an inconsiderate asshole but harmless..
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