TThis is my second true ghost story. I have so many experiences that I will try to upload them all. About thirty years ago, I was at lunch. I was driving down the street by Centennial Park in Nashville when I saw a vast white passenger plane. It was hanging just above the trees. I had never seen anything so white. Instead of the usual plane wings, it had angel wings. Next to the wings were letters and numbers in navy blue. I couldn't remember any of them. I only remember what the two passengers looked like. One was a girl who was waving to the people on the sidewalk below. The other was a man reading a newspaper. I realized that I was the only one who saw it all because the people walking on the sidewalk were completely unaware of what was right above their heads. Finally, a car hit me from behind. I pointed at the plane, but it was still blowing. I blocked traffic. I was about three blocks from where I worked. I got back there as brisk as I could and went up to the fourteenth floor where I worked. I ran to the windows and looked around for the mysterious, ghostly plane. I never saw that plane again. Of course, all my coworkers thought I was crazy. But I know what I saw. My only regret is that I didn't stop the car and park. I could have continued watching that supernatural plane with angel wings.
