The Ghost In My Room . True Story.
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
It happened early one morning before day break. I will never forget that day .
I always examine my computer after I wake up in our bedroom. I woke up early. I think it could have been around one, or two in the morning. It was still dark. I always check for comments on my hubs. I remember having had cookies with milk. Joann, and Becky were sleeping, and even our cats were resting .
I was tired. So much had happened to us over the prior week. Disappointment over the house. I was nervous, and took a small dose of medicine to relax .
I really hate it when I sleep in my office chair. I felt so tired, and exhausted, but for the first time in my life I saw something unbelievable. I saw a specter, a ghost, and image that looked perfectly real of a human young lady . At first I did not know she was unreal.
After sleeping hard in my chair I opened my eyes slowly because I was tired. So much negative things had been happening over my mother's house. Nothing worked out , for us . Maybe I felt terrible about it all. All I know is that I saw a ghost.
A few months ago my wife Joann saw , and image so clearly standing outside in front of my mother's house. She saw a ghost of my mother.
I know this is not easy to believe. I do not expect it. Did I imagined a ghost, or really see one. All I know is that I saw what appeared to be a living human lady.
I opened my eyes, and before my eyes I saw with my own clear vision a figure of a human woman . She was perfectly neat, and well dressed, and wearing a long Indian sort of dress.She wore beautiful long turquoise beads , for a necklace. She was gazing straight into my eyes. At first I wondered if she was in the room with me to hurt me, or kill me , or maybe to kill me, but she just stood in front of me only five, or six feet away from me. I looked at my clock, and the time was near four in the morning. I had fallen to sleep almost two hours in our office chair. She kept looking straight at me without moving a muscle .
I also did not move. I kept watching her, and wondering why she stood before me as she looked directly into my eyes. Her hair was dark brown . She had a piercing look in her eyes. She did not appear angry, or upset over anything , but I thinki the ghost had something to do with my mother's house.
Could she have been my mother in another form ? I studied her. She did not move, and inch, but as I was clearly becoming more wide awake I saw her slowly dissolve, and she disappeared . She faded away. invisibility. She was not a living person .
I may have been correcting, or editing my work, and I always check for comments , but I fell into a very deep sleep , and may have been knocked out.
I was afraid, and not afraid. Maybe she was my mother, but she did not look like my mother . My mother's house remains empty.
I know I could have imagined it, but the lady seemed so real. I could swear she looked like a real living person. Logic made me wonder why a person would be in our office with me so early in the morning.
I wondered if the ghost was watching me while I was sleeping . Could she have been , and angel protecting me.
I wish the world would have seen what I saw.
It was astounding as I watched her slowly disappear. This is so true. Her hair was dark brown, or black, and seemed braided . Her eyes were dark brown, or black. She was magnificent in a simple lovely way . I would swear on a thousand Bibles that I thought I saw a real person, but she was definitely a ghost, or had to be some kind of creation from my mind.
I wanted to call out to my wife, but decided not to wake her up. I turned off the lights in our office , and went to bed.
I covered myself with my blanket, and said a few prayer to God , and went back to sleep.
I explained what I saw to my wife when she woke up. She said it could have been my mother. I think maybe my mother might have been watching us. I hope she is in Heaven. I can not imagine where else she could be. We had wanted to live in my mother's house, but it did not work out for us. I thought that maybe my mother was disappointed in me. I wondered what may have been on the mind of the ghost.