AS MY HALLOWEEN TREAT FOR U, I HAVE A SPOOKORIFIC EXPERIENCE TO SHARE.
WHEN I WAS AROUND 17 YRS. MY DAD MOVED US TO A GIANT HOUSE
ON EWING ST. RIGHT ACROSS FROM THE TOWNS OLDEST GRAVEYARD!
IT DID'NT BOTHER ME IN THE SLIGHTEST. YOU'D THINK IT WOULD.
SINCE I HAVE ALWAYS BELIEVED IN ALL THINGS GHOSTLY. BUT
ANYWAY, MY STEPMOM SWORE THE BASEMENT WAS HAUNTED BY A LADY
LOOKING 4 HER BABY. A VERY SAD SPIRIT! I DON'T KNOW ABOUT
ALL THAT, 4 I NEVER SAW HER. AND SHE ONLY CAME TO MY STEP-
MOM IN DREAMS. CRYING FOR HER TO HELP HER FIND HER BABY.
WE HAD 2 STORYS IN THIS HOUSE AND A FULL BASEMENT. AND THE
ONLY PLACE I REALLY FELT A PRESENCE WAS THE SECOND FLOOR.
THERE WERE 2 GIANT BEDROOMS AND A BATH. AND A 3RD ROOM WE
CALLED THE ATTIC, THAT WAS'NT QUITE FINISHED. IT'S WINDOWS
OVERLOOKED THE CEMETARY. I LOVED TO GO IN THERE AND LOOK
OUT THE WINDOWS, BUT EVERYTIME I DID, I WOULD FEEL AS IT
SOMETHING OR SOMEONE WAS IN THERE OVER IN THE RIGHT CORNER
OF THE ROOM. I COULD FEEL THEY WEREN'T HAPPY I WAS THERE IN
THIER DOMAIN. SO I USUALLY DID'NT GO IN THERE TOO MUCH, BUT
WHEN I DID I WAS ALWAYS ON THE LOOKOUT 4 A GHOST IN THE
CEMETARY. (IT'S THE ONLY REASON I WENT IN THERE! L.O.L.)
ONE SATURDAY EVENING, MY PARENTS WERE TO BE GONE ALL NITE,
AND LIKE ANY OTHER TEENYBOPPER, MY FRIEND AND I DECIDED TO
HAVE A PARTY. NOTHING HUGE. JUST MUSIC, FOOD, AND VODKA!
I KNOW...... ANYWAY, IT ALL WENT OFF WITHOUT A HITCH. MY
FRIEND STAYED IN MY SISTER'S ROOM, SINCE SHE WAS GONE, AND
I WAS IN MY OWN ROOM. SLEEPING LIKE A BABY. I THINK IT WAS
AROUND NOON, I SLOWLY BECAME AWARE OF A LOUD NOISE. IT WAS
MY BEDROOM DOOR, OPENING AND SLAMMING OVER AND OVER AND
OVER. I DON'T KNOW HOW MANY TIMES IT DID THAT BUT ALL OF A
SUDDEN MY FRIEND CAME STORMING IN MY ROOM, CUSSING ME UP
ONE SIDE AND DOWM THE OTHER, ABOUT ME SLAMMING THE DOOR
WHILE SHE WAS SLEEPING. WELL, I GROGGILY LOOKED OVER AT HER
AND SHE COULD TELL IT WAS'NT ME. AND I SAID, "I DON'T KNOW
WHAT YOUR TALKING ABOUT!" WELL, NEEDLESS TO SAY IT SCARED
THE CRAP OUT OF US. U SEE MY DOOR WAS ONE OF THOSE SOLID
OLD OAK DOORS. WHEN IT'S SHUT IT'S SHUT. NO WIND OR BREEZE
COULD'VE OPENED IT 1 TIME, MUCH LESS OVER AND OVER AND OVER. WE, OF COURSE, GOT DRESSED AND GOT THE HELL OUT OF
THERE. PRONTO!!! I GUESS, THE SPIRIT THOUGHT IT WAS TIME
4 US TO GET UP. L.O.L. MORE LATER, IF U GUYS WANT MORE.
I WON'T BORE U ANYLONGER. BUT JUST WAIT TILL U HEAR WHAT
HAPPENED TO MY SISTER!!! THANX. GOD BLESS!
