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Date: Tue, 17 Mar 1998 12:00:52 -0800 (PST)
To: guestbook@ghosts.org
yourname Jack Spencer
email grandpa@si-net.com
I Was Raised In A Haunted House IV
If you haven't read parts I, II, & III, this will not be very understandable. I suggest that you read the others first.
As I became more and more used to the lion/kangroo in my bedroom, other harassements occurred. Any evening that I came home to an empty house there would be lights flashing and the traditional chain noises sounding. I would be afraid and would stay at my grandfather's house (next door) until mother & dad came home.
But I kept growing up. As I grew into my early teens and became a young man I would have gone bear hunting with a switch! I would sure go ghost hunting with a 44 Winchester rifle!
I would put my lodaded rifle just inside the newly built sun-porch door as I left to go to the movie or something. As I came home, the flashing lights and clanking/dragging chains would start as I neared the house. I would slip, even 'tho it was obvious that "they" had seen me, up and silently get my rifle and slowly open the sun-porch door. As I sneaked across the porch floor the noise coming from inside the livingroom would build to a crescendo. It sounded exactly like a loud party except there was no laughter!
I would throw open the house door as I swung my rifle to my shoulder. The absolute silence was as loud as a thunder clap! There were no lights, no ghosts, no chains, just a silent and empty house. This went on for years.
My stories make me sound more than a little strange! I am not. I came home from the war, attended and grasduated from college. Raised a family. All in all, I am a normal person. I have never again seen a ghost or anything like one.
I have talked to some of the people who have lived in my old house. Only one of them said that he had seen something, and he refused to go into details about it. Who knows what the "things" were/are?
If they look for and find me, I'm still arned and am waiting on them!
Jack Spencer