My 2 year vintage sees a ghost
MMy story begins a few years ago, 10 years and 10 months to be precise. I was pregnant with my second child, a son, when my Dad died after a terrible battle with cancer. He truly loved my daughter and was devastated to know that he probably wouldn't meet his great-grandson. In the last years of his life he lived with my mother. He died in what was once my brother's room in my mother's house.
Last July, my mother retired and moved, and my fiancée and I bought her house (which was my childhood home). We completely rebuilt the house. One day I was home alone and painting my brother's vintage room. This room would now belong to both my 10-year-old and my 2-year-old son. I was standing on a ladder trying to paint by stretching (not very intelligent) when I lost my balance and saw my feet come off the ladder. I closed my eyes and somehow I was put down and saved from falling! I had goosebumps, but I just said, “Thanks, Dad.”
Two nights ago my child told me there was a ghost in his Bubba's bed. From then on he became very clingy. He is usually fearless and does not mind the darkness. Last night my fiancée and I were watching TV and my son was sitting on the bed playing Game Boy. He said the ghost was there. We watched him, he wasn't aware that we were watching as he played, he stared at the bed next to him with wide eyes. He did this for about 20 minutes. He never cried, he just acted like he didn't want to lose sight of his “spirit”. My two older children weren't here at the time.
Does anyone have any advice etc?
Boxing shadow figure
ANDit all started in 2003 when I started boxing with my friend Matt. We always went to the boxing center and trained there for hours, and the owner would go out the back every day to smoke and take out the trash. Most of the time it was just me and Matt there. While we were on the bags, Matt noticed a figure in the ring, Matt told me, and when I looked, it was gone. I didn't believe him until I had a drink, looked around downtown and saw it. It was the strangest thing I had ever seen, something like a shadow. I told Matt, but when he looked it was gone again. Matt came up to me and said, “I told you so…”
The next day the owner died. Police said they didn't know where from, there were no signs of trouble with the body, no weapon, no bruises or cuts. After about a month, the novel owner died. It's the same again. No problems with him, weapons etc.
The next time Matt and I went there, the ghost was there, although it didn't disappear at all, it was there all the time, the novel owner saw it too, we called the police, but when they did, the ghost disappeared. The boxing center closed the following week and has been open for three years.
I saw the ghost of a little girl
ABOUTThat night I woke up from a terrible dream. A few seconds after waking up, I opened my eyes and saw a white figure that looked like a little girl. I closed my eyes in fear, and when I opened them again, she was in a different position! I was too afraid that if I opened my eyes again, she would be right next to my bed! So I closed my eyes and went to sleep. The next morning I told my sister and mother what had happened, even about the dream. They didn't believe me and said I was just seeing things and that when I had this dream I was imagining this character.
That night I woke up again, but not from sleep… My body feels things, and when it feels there is a spirit around my body, it will wake me up, I saw her again! I was terrified! I didn't know what to do, so I closed my eyes once again and tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't, not because of the fear I felt. When I heard my mom was awake, I told her I was seeing her again and she replied, “It's okay, just try to go to sleep.” So I tried it and it worked. But believe it or not, I saw her all the time! So the next night, after seeing her for three nights in a row, my mom and I prayed to this girl to leave me alone, and she did.
But a few months later, when my mother and I were so close to falling asleep, we heard her voice. She said “OK…” It was terrifying! I asked my mom if she heard it too and she said “yes, that's you?” I said, “No, I heard that too, what could it be?” She replied, “I don't know, but let's try to get some sleep…” and we did. The next morning I told her, “I think it was that little girl I saw a few months ago… Maybe she's stuck here…” My mother said, “Maybe God asked her to come to heaven…” I agreed, it made sense if you ask me! So that night I prayed to this girl to leave me alone and that I would never want to meet her again. I haven't had any sign of him being there since then, but I know he's watching over me. Now my life has become better without her meetings, I am becoming happier and safer. But I'm still afraid of ghosts. I wonder what I will encounter next.