Thank you Nancy! Here is a true Ghost Story; and a good time to read it. BOO Ramona ----- Original Message ----- From: <MIKNAN58@aol.com> To: <kywy@zoomnet.net> Sent: Sunday, September 12, 1999 7:38 PM Subject: Re: [KENTUCKY-LEGENDS AND FOLKLORE] PERMISSION GRANTED TO USEIDEAOF SCAVEN... > Ramona, > In 1969 my family moved back to Webster Co. by family I mean my husband, 6 > kids, my self and our dog. We bought an old brick house in town. The first > night there, all the kids were sleeping, and the dog was laying next to our > bed. Everyone knows how quiet a small town can be. Jets don't even fly > over. As I said,we were laying in bed and all at once, on the wall next to > our bed, was this very loud bang! Sounded as if someone had taken their fist > and hit the wall as hard as they could! We jumped up, the kids woke up, and > the dog ran out of the room. We looked all around, but never found a mark on > the wall, or any reason for the sound. Through out the 2 years that we lived > in the house, there were many times things would happen. Lights turned on, > the faucet in the bathroom would start running. With all the kids in school, > and the dog outside, I could sit on the couch and hear the floor creak, as if > someone was walking through the house. And it wasn't the house settling > either. After a few months, my husband and I moved out bedroom to the front > of the house. When he was working out of state, I would have all the kids in > bed, dog outside, and when I went to bed something would always bump the foot > of my bed. With everything else the spirit was doing, this was the last draw > for me. My grandmother always said if you want to talk to a ghost, ask them > " In the name of the father, son, and holy ghost, what do you want." Well, I > didn't say that, but I got mad, told it how tired I was taking care of 6 kids > all day, trying to do all the things around the house, and I wanted them to > leave me alone! The bumping of my bed stopped! The other things continued > to happen, but at least I could sleep at night. Later we found out that the > lady that owned the house had died in the bedroom I was sleeping in. She had > always loved her house, and was very picky about it. I guess she just wanted > us to be sure we take care of it. My kids still talk about our haunted > house. As I said, I never believed in ghosts or spirits until this happened > to me. > Nancy > >