Friday, October 28, 2011
A Ghost in My House!
I never felt threatened by what was happening. And I didn't speak of the strange things going on because I knew hubby was a non believer of anything that couldn't be explained, or made total sense. Then one day out of the blue he said to me, "I think something's going on here." I asked him what and he told me that during the day, while I was at work, he'd hear the door open and call out to me thinking I'd come home early. Only to look and see no one there. He said he heard voices, and other noises he couldn't explain.
That's when I opened up about my experiences. Could someone have died in that house, and their spirit was still there? Who knows? We eventually named the ghost Henry. And when we moved he stayed behind.
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