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This happened to me about eight years ago. I was dating a girl who told me about a ghost that lived in their house, she told me that this ghost was a child. The intire family told me of strange things that had happened, even the mother. Me, I thought they where crazyer then hell! They told me "stories" of what this child ghost would do. One was that my girlfriend came home from shopping, that day she bought a casette tape. She went in her room and placed it on her dresser and not paying attention, like when you throw your car keys on a table. The casette fell to the floor, no big deal, right? OK she picks it up and places it back on the dresser and goes on her way. It falls again, still she thinks she's being careless. She then picked the tape up and put in on the back of the dresser, now she stands there and looks at the tape to make sure it doesn't sprout legs and runs off the dresser. It doesn't. She turns around to do whatever and it falls to the floor, this time she hears a giggle of a small child up to mischief. Of corse there is no child anywhere in the house.
They called this child ghost "The Peanut Butter Ghost" I know, I laughed as well. Another story goes that when this ghost would let itself be known, that you could smell a very pungent odor of peanut butter.
They told me how this ghost would move things around, playful things, mischief. Also, they told me that you could hear the sound of a two by four breaking, snapping, you know, cracking, not slow but as if the board gave out, fast. Like I said, I thought they where just screwing around with me.
One night my girlfriends mom went out of town and her brother was staying with a friend. So I did what every good boyfriend would do and saw the chance to spend the night with my girlfriend. That night we rented some videos, ordered a pizza and got under a blanket and watched some movies. It was about two in the morning and we where laying on the floor watching TV. Then I heard it! It was a loud break, the board cracked. My girlfriend shot up and started yelling, "That's it, that's the Peanut Butter Ghost!" I thought it was her little brother playing a trick on us. I got up and ran into the frount room where I heard the noise hoping to catch the little brat in the act. People what happened next has to be one of the weirdest things that has ever happened to me. I run into the room and it's dark, it's the room in the house that you never use unless it's Christmas or you have company, your mom told you to stay out of it when you where a kid. So I run into the room and it was like I ran into a wall of peanut butter, I mean it felt like someone took a huge spoon of peanut butter and shoved it up my nose, at frist I thought that's what her brother did. If you ever want to know what's it's like to breath peanut butter ask me because I know. I'm standing there trying to wipe off peanut butter off my face that's not there. I then heard the ghost giggle like it was telling me, I told you so.
What I want to know is what was it and why? Was this kid playing in the house when it was being built and fell and died? What was the smell and why did it smell like peanut butter?
If anyone knows what it could have been give me an E-Mail at us024721@interramp.com
Thanks MAR65@interramp.com