I Believe In Ghosts
Ghosts are Real ( to me anyway! Lol!)
I came from a highly abusive and violent upbringing. My dad was a doctor but would take out his anger by beating me...I am the oldest of 7 kids. I have six blonde and blue eyed brothers that were treated a lot better than myself! Why? Because in an Italian household, the males are normally prized cause they carry the surname! I didn't look like them because my hair is reddish brown with hazel eyes... The reason I'm saying all this leads to my experience with a ghost called, " Harry."
Harry and Claire were our next door neighbors. Harry loved to trim the hedges that separated our houses... One day while I was crying with a black eye outside my back porch...Harry started chatting with me telling me that it was a shame how I was treated! We talked for awhile and he invited me to come over his house to have a burger and coke the next day when my dad wasn't around. Btw...I love my mom but she would not do much of anything while the abuse was going on...why? Because she didn't want to jeopardize her lifestyle... Needless to say...I do not respect her and forgive her anyway! Lol! Back to my story!
I was looking forward in seeing Harry and his wife!!! You could imagine my horror to find out that the very next morning...Harry suffered a heart attack and died! I cried and cried! My eyes were more swollen than normal! That night, my dad was making fun of Harry and asked me to go downstairs to get some frozen fish in our basement. I was a little scared but went anyway fearing what would happen if I didn't. As I went downstairs I began to cry and looked over Harry's beloved hedges and got closer... As I stared...I saw this whitish cloud over his hedges. This peaked my curiosity and got even closer! This cloud started forming into a human figure!!!! My eyes got bigger and was about to run away when Harry's eyes locked with mine! Right before I was turning, I felt a tug on my arm pulling me still...This scared the holy mess out of me and I leaped forward like a jaguar and ran upstairs...I will never forget what I heard till this day! Lucretzia! Don't go! I believe with all my heart that Harry was trying to communicate with me! There
I came from a highly abusive and violent upbringing. My dad was a doctor but would take out his anger by beating me...I am the oldest of 7 kids. I have six blonde and blue eyed brothers that were treated a lot better than myself! Why? Because in an Italian household, the males are normally prized cause they carry the surname! I didn't look like them because my hair is reddish brown with hazel eyes... The reason I'm saying all this leads to my experience with a ghost called, " Harry."
Harry and Claire were our next door neighbors. Harry loved to trim the hedges that separated our houses... One day while I was crying with a black eye outside my back porch...Harry started chatting with me telling me that it was a shame how I was treated! We talked for awhile and he invited me to come over his house to have a burger and coke the next day when my dad wasn't around. Btw...I love my mom but she would not do much of anything while the abuse was going on...why? Because she didn't want to jeopardize her lifestyle... Needless to say...I do not respect her and forgive her anyway! Lol! Back to my story!
I was looking forward in seeing Harry and his wife!!! You could imagine my horror to find out that the very next morning...Harry suffered a heart attack and died! I cried and cried! My eyes were more swollen than normal! That night, my dad was making fun of Harry and asked me to go downstairs to get some frozen fish in our basement. I was a little scared but went anyway fearing what would happen if I didn't. As I went downstairs I began to cry and looked over Harry's beloved hedges and got closer... As I stared...I saw this whitish cloud over his hedges. This peaked my curiosity and got even closer! This cloud started forming into a human figure!!!! My eyes got bigger and was about to run away when Harry's eyes locked with mine! Right before I was turning, I felt a tug on my arm pulling me still...This scared the holy mess out of me and I leaped forward like a jaguar and ran upstairs...I will never forget what I heard till this day! Lucretzia! Don't go! I believe with all my heart that Harry was trying to communicate with me! There
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are ppl out there that spoil it for the real stories of ghosts just trying to make a buck and notoriety...what do u think? I'd like to know...
