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From: kaycee@juno.com
To: obiwan@netcom.com
Date: Thu, 30 May 1996 01:21:12 PST
Subject: Ghost Story Of The Day
Hello all, have I've got a doosie for you.
Four years ago, my best friend was killed in a hit and run accident, here in New York. I was shattered, as one could imagine. It happened during a Memorial Day cruise around NY. She had been afraid of boats for all of her life, and just that once decided to board a ship, where she had gotten extremely drunk. I tried to convince to her to come to a club with me, but she wanted to go on the cruise. I did my best to change her mind, but she was dead set on going on the cruise. And she went, had a great time, and when she left the ship, and was about to cross the west side highway, she dropped her glasses in the street, bent down to pick them up and this car came out of no where and hit her head on, dragged her four blocks and that was it. Luckily (or so they say) she was killed instantly.
I attended her wake five days later, and said my final goodbye's, but I couldn't attend her funeral. I was unable to help it, I would have had a nervous breakdown (I'd known her since kindergarten). During the time since her death, I'd been unable to sleep for more than an hour or two each night, I was that racked with guilt. However, two days after her wake, I was lying in my bed, crying, like I had been for several days since her death, and sleep was no where to be found. While I was waiting for my body to give in and fall asleep, I felt the distinct presence of someone, followed by pressure on my bed. I looked over my shoulder, saw the impression of a (large, and that she had) rear end at the end of the bed. I said out loud, "Oh, that's just Karla". With that said, the impression left the bed, and I was able to fall asleep. I've slept well from then on.
For years now, I've been trying to convince myself that it didn't happen, but deep down inside, I know it did. It was her way of telling me to let go, and get on with my life. And she's still here, I can feel her every now and then, helping me out. Hey you, stop laughing, I'm telling the truth!
In closing, yes, I do believe.
KC