allwildgirl
Cathlete
<--- will leave OAL speak for this one:
When I was first together with my SO, it was about six months after his best friend had frozen to death in a ravine near our house (that’s a story unto itself). Nick had always told my SO that when he died he was going to come back and haunt him. So anyway, I was over there once, it was about 2 in the morning and I was getting ready to go home, and I laid down on the couch for a minute. Even with my eyes closed, I could feel something was odd. When I opened my eyes, the whole room was full of mist or fog or something like that. And someone was there. I could feel that. So, I left and told my SO the next day that his house was haunted. After that, the visits got more frequent. Other people experienced the rooms filled with mist, felt the presence… eventually, Sophie and I moved into that house. One day, we were in the room where the computer was and I went into the kitchen to do something. Sophie asked if she could sit in the big black chair in the computer room, so I said of course she could. About 3 seconds later, she came in the kitchen and I said “I thought you were going to sit in the big chair?”. She said “the man told me not to”, so I said “what man?”. She said “the ghost”. There was another incident where I dropped a cherry on the floor in the kitchen and couldn’t find it and later when I went to go upstairs it was sitting on the second step. Things came to a head when, just before Christmas, my SO was out and it was kind of sleeting outside, and I decided to go for a walk. As I was walking past the bridge over the ravine where Nick had died, I heard someone calling to me from below. When I looked down, there was someone down there waving to me and saying “I’m so cold… could you help me?”.
After that incident (which kind of upset me), things tapered off and then stopped completely. I kind of miss him.
When I was first together with my SO, it was about six months after his best friend had frozen to death in a ravine near our house (that’s a story unto itself). Nick had always told my SO that when he died he was going to come back and haunt him. So anyway, I was over there once, it was about 2 in the morning and I was getting ready to go home, and I laid down on the couch for a minute. Even with my eyes closed, I could feel something was odd. When I opened my eyes, the whole room was full of mist or fog or something like that. And someone was there. I could feel that. So, I left and told my SO the next day that his house was haunted. After that, the visits got more frequent. Other people experienced the rooms filled with mist, felt the presence… eventually, Sophie and I moved into that house. One day, we were in the room where the computer was and I went into the kitchen to do something. Sophie asked if she could sit in the big black chair in the computer room, so I said of course she could. About 3 seconds later, she came in the kitchen and I said “I thought you were going to sit in the big chair?”. She said “the man told me not to”, so I said “what man?”. She said “the ghost”. There was another incident where I dropped a cherry on the floor in the kitchen and couldn’t find it and later when I went to go upstairs it was sitting on the second step. Things came to a head when, just before Christmas, my SO was out and it was kind of sleeting outside, and I decided to go for a walk. As I was walking past the bridge over the ravine where Nick had died, I heard someone calling to me from below. When I looked down, there was someone down there waving to me and saying “I’m so cold… could you help me?”.
After that incident (which kind of upset me), things tapered off and then stopped completely. I kind of miss him.
