Sld1959
Ronin
I have always been a big doubter in the possibility of ghosts. But two incidents in the past year have got me scratching my head for explanation.
The second occurred this morning and I am at a loss. Back story... about a month ago I emptied my pockets to put on work pants in the morning, usually wait til morning but the jeans were wet. I put all my stuff on my dresser. Come morning I could not find my Microtech which I was positive I remembered putting there.
Tore the house apart for a week trying to find it. So last week after a month I went and replaced it. This morning I get up and walk into the living room and laying dead center, was a Microtech.
Now either something spooky just happened, or my cat has a better sense of humor than I thought. My wife never left the bedroom, that I know because I woke up every time she moved last night because I was worried about her.
The first incident was the day my dad passed. My sister and wife were getting him dressed to go to funeral home. I was standing in the doorway talking to my nephew. My mother was far into the next room talking to other nephew, no one else in house. Then I heard my name from behind me. I turned and asked wife and sister what they wanted. Both said we did not call you. I asked mother and nephew, same answer. So, I told the nephew I was talking to, guess I am going crazy, I heard my name. He says, you are not crazy, I heard it too.
Now I start wondering...
The second occurred this morning and I am at a loss. Back story... about a month ago I emptied my pockets to put on work pants in the morning, usually wait til morning but the jeans were wet. I put all my stuff on my dresser. Come morning I could not find my Microtech which I was positive I remembered putting there.
Tore the house apart for a week trying to find it. So last week after a month I went and replaced it. This morning I get up and walk into the living room and laying dead center, was a Microtech.
Now either something spooky just happened, or my cat has a better sense of humor than I thought. My wife never left the bedroom, that I know because I woke up every time she moved last night because I was worried about her.
The first incident was the day my dad passed. My sister and wife were getting him dressed to go to funeral home. I was standing in the doorway talking to my nephew. My mother was far into the next room talking to other nephew, no one else in house. Then I heard my name from behind me. I turned and asked wife and sister what they wanted. Both said we did not call you. I asked mother and nephew, same answer. So, I told the nephew I was talking to, guess I am going crazy, I heard my name. He says, you are not crazy, I heard it too.
Now I start wondering...
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