Have you ever seen a ghost?
I have.
It was in the early morning at an old house in the Chantilly neighborhood of Charlotte. I was sleeping in the bed with my father and stepmother. (I sneaked in during the night.) And I awoke because of some noises in the house and the light of the morning was beginning to flow through the windows. My eyes slowly opened and there stood an apparition in the right corner of the door way. He was not beaming with grayish white light.He wore knickerbockers, what we would call a golf hat, and a white button down shirt. He said nothing and his expression did not change. He was indifferent. We think he was about 10 years old, from the 1920's and he probably lived in that house or neighborhood. I say we because I was not the only one he revealed himself to. Charleen ( my Stepmother) saw him at the foot of her bed one night watching her as she slept. She was not afraid but alarmed and knew the boy was neither alive nor threatening. The Elizabeth neighborhood is the most haunted part of Charlotte. It's also one of the oldest and Chantilly is not far from there.
How did I know I was not dreaming?
That morning we had visitors. My aunt and cousin from Maryland were in the living room and I was not aware of their plans to be there in that part of the morning. I saw them there as I watched the ghost turn around and exit the doorway. This is one of the most amazing memories of my life. Imagine living your whole life, since you were 5 or 6 years old, knowing for a fact that ghosts were real and that you had seen one. I knew. I was neither scared nor turned off. As a matter of fact I was intrigued. I burned it into my memory forever and share it with whomever will listen.
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That's freaky!
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