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Date: Fri, 24 Apr 1998 14:50:58 -0400 (EDT)
From: Anonymous
To: spirit@icx.net?, obiwan@netcom.com, 2028817@mcimail.com,
brianbet@camalott.com, sus@crown.net, bolyard@ix.netcom.com
Subject: ghost story
This a true ghost story related to me by my parents....enjoy!!!
......... But before I go, I must share a ghost story with you. I have never had an actual eperience with a ghost, although I have had psychic, de ja vu, and premonition like experiences. This story was told to me by my parents. I was in the house at the time but I was very young.
My parents are from Joplin, MO. In the early to mid seventies, my father got a job teaching at a community college in Philadelphia. My parents went out there to find a house. They found a house for sale that they really liked a lot and they made arrangements to see it. My parents and the realtor showed up at the house. Before they knocked on the door, however, the realtor let them in on a bit of inside information. She said to them "you think that you're looking at this house and judging whether or not you want it. Actually it's the other way around. these owners are judging you and they're going to decide whether you're good enough to buy their house." My parents were like okay, whatever. Apparently the couple who lived in the house had built it themselves. The husband had basically built the house with his own two hands and they were in love with their house. But as they got older, they soon found they couldn't care for themselves and they were forced into a rest home. They were so heartbroken over leaving their house. So who lived in it after them was very important to them.
My parents met the owners and they really hit it off. The old husband even gave my dad his power tools and work bench since he wouldn't be needing them at the rest home. My parents bought the house. Later, they found out that other people had offered the couple MORE money then my parents but they had refused them, and had let my parents buy it.
The story fastforwards a few years. I was about three years old, which would have made my sister six. So I guess it was around 1979-80 or so. It was in the middle of the night. My parents were asleep in their bed room, which was on the first floor, when all of a sudden my father heard a "aa-huh", like a very distinct human sigh. Just one sigh, right above his head. My mother heard it too. They stood there terrified for a few moments....each was hoping the other had sighed. They soon discovered that neither had sighed. And obviously you don't wake yourself up with your own sigh. My father's second thought, after he realised my mother had not made the noise, was that a robber was in the house. He jumped up, turned on the lights, but no one was there. He checked the house from top to bottom. All the windows and doors were locked from the inside. My sister and I were fast asleep. My parents went back to bed and tried to forget about it.
A few months later, my mother ran into the former owner, the wife, at the store or something. My mother found out that her husband, the old man who built the house, had passed away. He died at the exact same time my mother and father heard the digh. My mother swears to this day that that old man took his last breath in his beloved house. My father, who is a scientist and a huge skeptic of everything says, "I don't believe in ghosts or anything supernatural. But I heard that sigh. Just as clear as can be, I heard it. And I'll never forget it."
what makes this story so amazing is that my father doesn't beleive in ANYTHING and he swears it happened.
keep up the good work on your page,
___Emily