My Victorian. My True Ghost Stories. SEGMENT #3. Last Chance to Win!


To all you Mediums, Shamans and of course, Spirits… Salute!
As many of you know, this is day three of me talking about the many paranormal events that have taken place in my house. And, as aformentioned, these are events that took place after we began home construction. (To read up on the origins of my Victorian and the numerous events that have already happened here, click Day#1 and Day #2)
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[image error] I suppose I should start at the beginning. The day we tore a hole in our kitchen wall to put in French doors. All went well during the day. Yes, it was odd seeing a tarp flapping in the wind, dusting my hardwood floors with sawdust and leaves. But it became even odder that evening. Downright supernatural.
(This event was experienced by my husband (skeptic) and mother-in-law, at two separate times during the early morning hours between midnight and four AM)


I woke up in the middle of the night with a man standing over my bed. He was whitish blue and dressed in some sort of uniform. I also remember that he wore a hat that looked to be either a 20's, maybe 30's sort of style. I recall thinking… I'm dreaming. Close your eyes, count to five, then open them, he'll be gone. So I did. He wasn't! Damned if he wasn't still standing there. There's fear… then there's fear. I ducked my head and ran from my bed so fast it was ridiculous.
Not sure why I continually respond to the paranormal like this when it's all around me. Human instinct? Self preservation? Don't know. None-the-less, I got as far as the hallway before I said to myself, "Where are you going to go? Spirits are everywhere you idiot. Face it." So I did. I walked right back into my bedroom. He was gone. I don't think he meant to scare me to begin with. I think he was probably surprised I could see him.

I have seen and experienced so much over the years and have many more stories to share but figure I'll dish them out every Halloween. Make it sort of a tradition. With any luck, I'll have some pics and EVP's for you next year.
If you have any, I would LOVE to hear some of your haunted stories. Perhaps I'll hold a blog event next year where authors, even readers, share their paranormal experiences. Kind of a gathering where we 'get it all off our chests'. If you think I should host an event of 'true stories' for a Halloween blog event next year, say so! What a wonderful way to spend Halloween. Chatting ghosts!
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It's been a pleasure opening up to you this season and I wish you a truly spooktacular Samain's Eve.
Be good. Or bad. You choose. *winks*
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Published on October 31, 2011 03:00
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