My spirit "lives" with me in my duplex apartment. It only
lets itself be known occasionally and always in a joking
manner as if it has a sense of humor.
I first encountered this ghost or spirit on midnight of
Halloween of 1997, the year my sister died. I want to say
that my sister did have a very good sense of humor.
However, I lived here in this apartment during my teenage
years and went to my last year of high school while living
here with her. She and I were very "close" in the sense
that she kept me tied to her...until I began therapy and
then she abruptly cut the tie between us. I remember once
while she lived here and I was living in Berkeley, she
called me and announced that she thought I'd stolen her
money out of her purse. Well, I hadn't but she insisted
that the money had been taken and that I was the only
suspect as I had been over to visit her at the time the
money disappeared. This makes me suspect that this spirit
resides in this apartment and may not be any member of my
family coming back to haunt me.
On Halloween at midnight of 1997 my doorbell, which was
startlingly loud and made you jump every time it rang, began
ringing and ringing. When I went to the door no one was
there and so I became alarmed and took a broom stick to the
source of the bell which was above a door in the kitchen and
it broke and hasn't rung since.
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Now the next "sighting" of my spirit which was undeniable
was on April Fools day of this year, 2004. It took place
over the week of April Fools day, which fell on a Wednesday.
The prior Sunday, I had planned to pay some money I owed to
a friend at a restaurant and had the money in my money pouch
around my neck and had to break one $20 bill into two $10's
so that I'd have the right change.
It turned out that the person did not show up to get their
money that night, but the two $10's were in my pocket, and I
recall seeing or feeling them later when I went to another
friend's house.
Well, the next morning, a Monday, I stayed home all day
except to go to take care of some business about my dog's
license, and got there too late as they were closing the
door. This made me very upset and I was pulling at my money
pouch, etc., in frustration. Then I took the dogs for a
walk in the hills. (I include this information here because
I later thought I'd somehow dropped the money in these places.)
On Tuesday, my friend, who I was going to give the money to,
called and made an appointment to come by to get it. I said
"sure, come by." I thought the money was still where I'd
placed it in the pocket and in my money pouch.
Well, when he came over I couldn't find any of the money, in
either place! I couldn't imagine where I could have lost it
and how I could have lost all of it like that! I searched
my mind for all possibilities (including the above cited
ones), but nothing made sense at all! He took me to the ATM
machine and took out the money and gave it to him. By the
way, he said "I think your house ate it." (the money)
Between then and Saturday, I kept searching for the money
and searching my mind to try and figure out what happened to
it as it was a total mystery!
My girlfriend, who has no prejudice about spirits, said "I
think you have a spirit in hour house. You'll probably find
the money somewhere." I believed this, as there was
absolutely no other explanation for the loss of the money.
I kept my eyes peeled for it somewhere in the house.
On Saturday morning, I got up and went to the kitchen and
made coffee and breakfast, as usual, after which I went into
the livingroom and watched a video or something. At about 10:30-ll:00 a.m., I walked back into the kitchen, and THERE
WAS ALL THE MONEY IN A CLUMP ON THE KITCHEN SINK BOARD!!
I immediately called my girlfriend and told her and she was
not surprised. However, when I told other friends, they
became angry and hostile and told me that I "must have had a
veil" and been unable to see the money all that time until I
finally spotted it there!
My girlfriend cautioned me not to tell my story to people
and gave an example of someone who got into trouble that way
because people are very prejudiced and some do not want to
believe in ghosts because it is just too unscientific.
They have never had an experience so they do not believe
anyone else can either!
From now on, I will always believe all ghost stories,
because I am now experienced!
I have encountered the spirit since then - like the TV
turning on without the remote being able to do it and the
computer rebooting itself spontaneously, and cold wind
blowing on my forhead while I'm in my bed - but all these
things could be easily passed off as nothing but a power
glitch or my imagination working overtime.
That's the story! Doodle-da-deeda! Dat's all folks!!
Contact me here: lescwilson@yahoo.com
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