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Date: Tue, 14 Apr 1998 21:53:26 -0700 (PDT)
To: guestbook@ghosts.org
yourname Sarah Woody
email sarahwynn@hotmail.com
The story I tell you I assure you is true. It takes place in Greenview, West Virgina, in the house my sister lived in for four years.
The house was very beautiful. Two stories with cedar siding nestled on a large patch of land with a creek running alongside. You never would have guessed such a pretty house to be at the end of the raggedy holler called Big Branch but there it set. My sister's dream house. Looking at it from the road, it seems so humble and the house itself has no history but the land it sets on has a disturbing one.
Back in the 70's, I'm not sure what part, a trailer burnt down. If you didn't already know, it takes less than two minutes for a trailer to entirely burn down. And in this case the family inside of it consisting of a man, his wife, and their baby didn't have a chance to escape the flames and died together in their home.
After the incident, the field kind of turn into a sort of junkyard or garbage dump. Until in the early 90's when the owner cleared away the rubble in order to sell the property. Which was purchased by my sister and her husband for them to build their house on. They bulldozed over where the terrors had occured the rest is history.
Many strange things occured in that house. I could go on for hours. But I will tell you about an acount of one of my experiences. One where I could say I might have seen a ghost.
It was summer and I was staying with my sister at her house. She and I are very close and I stay with her a lot. At this particulat time, her twins were still small infants and I was staying to help her care for them.
I had woke up in the middle of the night and was extremely thirsty. I crawled out of bed and scooted on my butt down the unlit staircase. There was enough light from outside for me to see though. I turned on the kitchen lighted and poured myself and gulped down a glass of cherry kool aid. Then I turned off the light and went to the staircase to make my way up the stairs. I put my hand on the third step to begin crawling up the steps when I glanced up only to see a women in a long flowing white night gown standing at the top of the steps. I thought it peculiar for my sister to be up in these wee hours of the morning so I said,
"What are you doing out of bed"?
But there was nothing but silence to answer. I looked up and there was no one to be seen. Curious as to why my sister had not spoken to me headed towards her room and opened the door. I saw her laying in the bed with two of her three kids in a pink nightgown sound asleep. Still, I said, "What were you doing in the hallway"?
But she said nothing obviously because she was asleep. I suddenly became startled. If it wasn't her then who was it. I quickly retaliated to myself that I must have been seeing things in my sleepy stupor. I went back to bed. Not saying I went back to sleep. I was tempted to go get in bed with my sister, as the room I was sleeping faced the top of the staircase. From the bed I could barely see it through the crack I had left in the door. I rolled over. I didn't want to see anymore. After a while I went back to sleep. In the morning, I didn't tell my sister. I dismissed it. But in the back of my mind I know what I seen.
That was three years ago and the last time I stayed all night with my sister until just a few months ago.
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