virgo96019
10-30-2006, 06:27 PM
Happy Halloween Everyone!
I wondered if anyone had any good ghost stories to tell. I have a “good” story I would like to share. I’ll try not to drag it out, I have a bad habit of doing that. The day I moved into my old house, I kept something white out of the corner of my eye, constantly, especially on the landing of the stairs. When my son was 7 months old, I found him crawling around the kitchen at 4 am with the light on. My bedroom was off the kitchen and his was upstairs. I was freaked because I didn’t understand how he could have gotten there. He would have had to crawl out of his crib and down 1 ½ flights of stairs, gone into the kitchen and turned the light on. Definatley not at 7 months! That’s when I knew something was up. My daughter was born a year later, and ever since she could talk, she would tell me all about “James”. Like it was nothing out of the ordinary. She said he was a boy with black hair. Every so often he would do something to let me know he was there, like putting things is odd places, messing with the water meter, etc. One night, she was 3 yrs old, must have been early November, there was just a dusting of snow, and the kids of course had to get right out there, so my husband was doing some work on a car, and had to go to the auto part store which was right across the street, he sent my daughter inside to warm up, but never told me he was leaving! So after she warmed up I sent her back outside, next thing I know my husband came tearing in the door, where is she???? I told him I sent her back out with you…my heart sank to my feet! It was 5 in the afternoon, rush hour traffic, and a very busy road. We followed her little footprints to the road, I was so scared she had been hit by a car, I almost expected it. She wasn’t there, now I’m really panicking, we went into the drug store, and there she was sitting in the middle of the toy aisle playing with the toys. As I was hugging her to death I asked her how she got across that road without being hit by a car, and she said, like it was nothing, James held my hand and we ran, he said to wait her for Daddy. I just about fell over!!!!!
The day we moved, we were in her room packing her toys in a box. I don’t know if you know what Diva Star doll is, its one of those interactive toys. Me, my son, and my daughter were sitting around the box, and as I was putting her in, she turned on and said loud and clear, “I’m so sorry that you’re moving”. My daughter was not surprised and thought the doll didn’t want to move. My son was confused, and I knew it was James. My daughter is almost 12 now, and does not remember her “friend”, and thinks I’m crazy when I tell her the story of the ghost that saved her life.
I wondered if anyone had any good ghost stories to tell. I have a “good” story I would like to share. I’ll try not to drag it out, I have a bad habit of doing that. The day I moved into my old house, I kept something white out of the corner of my eye, constantly, especially on the landing of the stairs. When my son was 7 months old, I found him crawling around the kitchen at 4 am with the light on. My bedroom was off the kitchen and his was upstairs. I was freaked because I didn’t understand how he could have gotten there. He would have had to crawl out of his crib and down 1 ½ flights of stairs, gone into the kitchen and turned the light on. Definatley not at 7 months! That’s when I knew something was up. My daughter was born a year later, and ever since she could talk, she would tell me all about “James”. Like it was nothing out of the ordinary. She said he was a boy with black hair. Every so often he would do something to let me know he was there, like putting things is odd places, messing with the water meter, etc. One night, she was 3 yrs old, must have been early November, there was just a dusting of snow, and the kids of course had to get right out there, so my husband was doing some work on a car, and had to go to the auto part store which was right across the street, he sent my daughter inside to warm up, but never told me he was leaving! So after she warmed up I sent her back outside, next thing I know my husband came tearing in the door, where is she???? I told him I sent her back out with you…my heart sank to my feet! It was 5 in the afternoon, rush hour traffic, and a very busy road. We followed her little footprints to the road, I was so scared she had been hit by a car, I almost expected it. She wasn’t there, now I’m really panicking, we went into the drug store, and there she was sitting in the middle of the toy aisle playing with the toys. As I was hugging her to death I asked her how she got across that road without being hit by a car, and she said, like it was nothing, James held my hand and we ran, he said to wait her for Daddy. I just about fell over!!!!!
The day we moved, we were in her room packing her toys in a box. I don’t know if you know what Diva Star doll is, its one of those interactive toys. Me, my son, and my daughter were sitting around the box, and as I was putting her in, she turned on and said loud and clear, “I’m so sorry that you’re moving”. My daughter was not surprised and thought the doll didn’t want to move. My son was confused, and I knew it was James. My daughter is almost 12 now, and does not remember her “friend”, and thinks I’m crazy when I tell her the story of the ghost that saved her life.