Here we are in the best month and almost to the best holiday ever. A holiday almost as scary as leg day. A day that turns your, dare I say it? Legs into jelly. Bwa ha ha ha.
Enough scary leg day jokes. As much as I like the gym and yes leg day. We are almost to Halloween. Ghost, disembodied voices, and things that go bump in the night.
Here is one of my little experiences.
I was staying at my mothers house while I was doing some construction work. Yes you read that right. I was in my early twenties.
She lived in Granger Indiana in a three bedroom 2 story house with an attached garage. The place felt a little off but her boyfriend and I were gone a lot due to work so I didn’t think anything of it. Up stairs was where my sisters would sleep. Most of the up stairs was a bedroom. There was also a little play room up there. Small enough for a kid. Even had a small door.
The youngest sister had an imaginary friend. Most kids do. A little girl. She never described her to me. She would play with the little girl in that tiny room.
This part sounds a bit strange but it was around the time that Ghostbusters came out. Yes we are going back that far. I was really into the paranormal. Ok, that hasn’t changed. Anyway I had bought a Ghostbusters poster. I brought it home and proceeded to put it up on my door. I used tape. Didn’t want to put holes in the door with tacks.
I was moving around the room doing other things when I heard the poster hit the floor. I decided to use tacks. I liked the movie a lot. I saw it several times.
The poster went up and I went back to whatever I was doing. Then I heard it again. The poster hit the floor. Not expecting that I turned around to see it rolled up again with the thumbtacks still in it.
That’s when I noticed something odd. From my door I could see the house plants moving. They were in a line on a windowsill. I watched them move back and forth. No wind, no air from a furnace, nothing I could think of to make the plants move. Let a lone like someone was brushing a hand against them.
It dawned on me pretty quick that it was the little girl. The imaginary friend of my little sister didn’t like the Ghostbusters movie. Sounds silly. How did she know she was a ghost or what the movie was about. The poster was the Ghostbusters sysmbol. I explained to the living room and the little girl that it was a movie and it ment nothing towards her. I probably talked to the living room for 5 minutes. After that the poster stayed up and I used tape.
Not a scary story. Sorry, but it is a true one.