Do you believe in ghosts??

Now I ask you..... would you sleep in your room if you saw this in the middle of the night? How about if you were 6 years old? How about if you were 2 years old?

Nope, not me. I'd be running for my mommy, too!

Well, that's exactly what seems to be going on around here.... Call it what you will, but there are some really strange happenings around these parts.

About a year ago, we all get together to watch Auburn play football one night and the girls end up around the table talking. A friend begins to tell us about all the weird things going on in her house at night.... very loud running upstairs when she knows all the kids are asleep (she even checks to make absolutely sure they are asleep).... dishes and silverware banging around in the kitchen, hearing drawers open & close (like someone is putting up dishes) when she and her husband are both doing other things (and the kids are, again, ASLEEP!).... and there was even one night when she was upstairs on the computer, heard someone walking up the stairs, then felt them breathing on her neck like they were behind her... she turns to say, "Gotcha" to her husband and no one was there! NO ONE! And she swears she could feel the presence of another person with her!

And now to the freakiest part of all.... that same night her 6 year old woke up in the middle of the night and saw a young girl, with long dark hair and glowing blue standing in his room looking out his window. He was so scared he pulled the covers up to block his view and froze! He was so scared he wouldn't even get up to tell his parents! He waited until the next morning, and as you can well imagine.... his mom was completely freaked out.... not only is her son telling her that there was a ghost in his room, but she felt something the very same night! He never slept in that room again... no matter how hard they tried he just wouldn't do it... and so began the year on the couch. Poor thing!

Meanwhile, the running and other sounds continue in her house.... other people have heard it.... relatives, babysitters.... it sounds like children running upstairs. Can you imagine?? We all know what that sounds like... if you heard that and went upstairs and all of your children are laying peacefully asleep in their beds.... what would you do???? I think I'd be running to Lowe's to buy a For Sale sign!

So then come the other stories.... other neighbors.... multiple neighbors, in fact.... sounds.... lights going on and off..... babysitters hearing someone going up the stairs, clanking the iron rails when she knows it's not the kids because she's got them with her.... then she sees a shadow of a large man walking across the loft upstairs.... she got so scared she called the police!

And then comes Kimberly's blog post. Kimberly knows nothing about the ghost stories. She lives on the street adjacent to ours about 7 or so houses away from the first family I was telling you about whose son saw the blue, glowing girl in his room. Kimberly moved in a lot later than all of us...... she wasn't there the night of the AU game when we first heard the story....... she wasn't at LRC when we were discussing the "ghost" in the neighborhood. In fact, the whole saga has died down because the sounds had eventually gone away in the first girl's house, and we never mention it anymore. That is until we all read that post! Here it is.....

Kimberly's Post

This is about Camryn and her Witch. I'm capitalizing Witch, because Witch is now part of our family. Camryn had been talking about the witch in her room for quite some time, Saturday after Thanksgiving to be exact. Black Friday was my last night of uninterrupted sleep in my own bed. Every night since, I have been either woken by Camryn calling to me or just slept in her bed with her. I know many of you are thinking that she is using the witch to sleep with Mom and Dad, but I'm not sure that's the case. The first time the witch showed up, it was in the afternoon. Camryn was "scared" of the witch in her room. I told her witches weren't real, they were just cartoons. Every time after, she would tell me she wasn't scared of the witch in her room, it was just a cartoon, and then wake in the night crying about the witch. When I told her she couldn't leave her Big Girl bed and come in Mommy and Daddy's room to sleep, we found her sleeping on the Hardwood floor outside our room. It broke my heart, so I decided that making her feel safe was more important than the stigma of a child that won't sleep alone. Over the last couple of months, Witch has shown up in the kitchen mid-day, in the corner of her room, on the ceiling in the hall, but always out of the blue. We've swept Witch out the back door, vacuumed Witch up, scolded Witch away, but Witch has become a permanent resident.
The great thing about Witch is that "she" is not scary or mean. She's purple, with long hair, and a girl. After being asked so many times about Witch, Camryn finally decided to draw her (maybe life-size) on the kitchen wall. I'm sure she'll eventually go away, but until then, every day, as darkness falls, pajamas are put on , Camryn asks me "you sleep in my Big Girl bed?". And I do... hoping that night will be my last. So if anyone would like to adopt a nice, female, purple witch with long hair you can inquire under Camryn's bed. She's free to a good home!


So needless to say.... we all have chill bumps!!! How can a 2 year old little girl describe the same thing a 6 year old little boy did over a year and a half ago!! You may not start out "believing" but I promise if you sat around the campfire one night with all of these people and heard all of their stories, you might begin to change your mind! Do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do....

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