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Ghosts

Do you believe in them?

I never have. And I've never had any reason too, either; I've never experienced anything paranormal at all. (There was this one time? I was driving to my in-law's house and I swear I passed by Claudia in her car -- the car was the same make and model, the driver had the same sunglasses and hairdo -- but then when I got to their house the car was in the garage and she was in the kitchen. So apparently I was mistaken. And that's the most bizarre thing that's ever happened to me. I need to get out more.)

Chris has two friends who claim to have had ghostly encounters. One sees "auras" all around her; the other lived in a haunted house growing up and has all kinds of wacky tales about it. Another friend's two-year-old daughter keeps telling her that she can see a man in her bedroom -- the same bedroom where a man committed suicide many years ago (or something).

None of these people have any reason for lying to us about these things. They are telling the truth as they see it or have experienced it. I believe in their earnestness, their sincerity, their own belief that they have seen ghosts.

But I still don't believe in ghosts.

Comments

aimee said…
Yes, I believe in them. Don't tell my kids. I have never seen one or had any weird encounters, but like you said, why would people say they saw them if they haven't? I mean, yes, I am sure most stories are fabricated, but those of your friends?

I also watch way too much tv so that may have something to do with it.
H Noble said…
I don't know about that. I kind of think I don't, but haven't really given it too much thought. I sense things sometimes, but I think that is more God walking with me than a ghost. So, a Holy Ghost, yes!
And I always see "things" moving in my peripheral vision, but I think that's more neurological or something with my eyes.
There's my vast knowledge on the subject for you.
H
Chris said…
You forgot to mention my mom's ghost adventures, of which there are several...well, she refers to them as "angels", but still...it's all dead people coming back and all. And let's not forget my aunt's infamous "NASA ghost" picture. But for the record, I've never seen or heard a ghost either. But I find hearing people's ghost stories pretty fascinating and fun to listen to, whether they're true or not. In some ways, I sort of wish I did have at least one ghost experience to share, but I suppose it's dumb to envy that sort of thing, considering most people wish they hadn't.
MomofK9s said…
I actually have had 2 or three "experiences" that I would definately classify as weird. they all happened in my college dorm room. Nothing life shattering but I do remember at one point saying something out loud to the enpty room like "Ok, if you are here fine but I don;t want to see you!" It was very weird and I have to admit that I slept with the lights on for a few nights!

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