Gary J

Well now a slice of pizza courtesy of Gary
I tell you now I tell you true
That was about as rare
As getting chocolate chip cookies from the Oreo fairy

So Gary J
Thank you man
From your friends family fans
Hope you have a great birthday

A true haunting

2011 I was living in another state after leaving my home of 30 plus years.

The house moved to was right out of another century.Those tall 12 foot ceilings with lights that you could pull down from the ceiling,those tall old fashioned type windows,a long hall with bare wood floors seperated the rooms of the house.Each room had a fireplace.

I had heard a rumor that no one stayed at the house for very long.Story told was that a certain room in the house had a wall were writings would appear and if cleaned off they would reappear.I never witnessed that.

But other strange things I did hear never seen but heard.

Before moving in that house,before I even had the chance to enter the house I went nearly blind,my eyes would not focus,the awful feeling of nausea came over me,the closer we got to the house the sicker I got.I never made it inside,an ambulance was called and that first night I spent it in the hospital.

Maybe that was a warning of things to come.

Every afternoon right after supper it a room that was most likely a dinning room at one time you could smell what I thought was pipe smoke.Same time each afternoon it happened as if someone had finished their supper and relaxed by lighting up a pipe.

One night laying in bed still awake I heard what sounded like someone praying.Listening closer it wasn't praying heard but chanting like Indians would do and it sounded like several people doing it.

During daylight alone in the house I heard the back door open and the sound of a woman walking down the wooden floor of the hall wearing high heel shoes calling the name of someone named Clair.She passed right by the open door of the room I was in but never did I see her.

Once on a quiet day from the kitchen was heard a radio playing and people excitingly talking.It was an old broadcast of a baseball game from years ago.Again no one was seen.

The most frightening thing for me of all the strange things that went on in that house was one night again laying in bed awake I heard a woman crying softly it was a cry of mourning like a Mother would cry over her child if something had happened.

One night I heard my Momma who had passed on years before call my name once almost like she was warning me of something that was to happen.One time my name John was spoken and I'm 100% it was Momma's voice.

I don't think there is such a thing as ghost.But I do think that a house can soak up emotions of the residents who have lived there.Almost like a house is alive in a certain way.

Everything in this story is true and I have no explanation for any of it.