my TRUE original Ghost Story, IS IT A GHOST STORY,IS IT A SINGER STORY,IS IT A REINCARNATED STORY,IS IT A TIME TRAVELER STORY…?no ITS my TRUE ghost Story- a Solid Ghost trueStory that is’by Dorothy Freeman. Listen up…first I must say this-I was driving my chevy car on the road one cold sunny feb 10th … Continue reading
She was silent when my finger curled around the full breadth of the trigger. Bathed in shadow where she lay on the cold concrete of the closet floor, her soft shape was hidden entirely save for the vertical razor of fluorescent light that cut through the partly open door and sliced gently across the left … Continue reading
This is not just a ghost story but a personal experience. In 2001 my life changed forever. I received a very sad phone call one Sunday night. It was my best friend Gloria. She was sobbing because her 30-year-old artistic brother died of a massive heart attack. I grew up with the two of them. … Continue reading
Some would say that I was lucky. I didn’t have to watch them die. It’s a small comfort to be sure, as it’s easy to offer a kind word delivered in just above a whisper when it’s not your family. “I’m so sorry.”“They are in a better place”“If there is anything I can do…” None … Continue reading
This experience may be a fable, conjured up by the imagination of my youth. Nevertheless the experience and story still gives me chills when told. The event may have occurred in a dream; it is not life changing and probably has no moral or lesson; it is unusual. I’m originally from Milwaukee, Wisconsin. My family … Continue reading
As he walked along the balcony that overlooked the street, Grant Joche tested the railing by gripping it and pulling on it. It seemed secure. "This is a beautiful place" he commented. The woman walking behind him, stepped to his right, and leaned on the railing, looking down. The real estate agent was professionally dressed … Continue reading
Gabe’s first muddled thought was that a pair of cats must be fighting outside his window again. There had been a stray lurking in the hedgerow earlier that year, before the seasons had changed, and it had occasionally split the night with the sort of lunatic howls that had sent him and Adam bolting for … Continue reading
It was cold that night when Jamie Lynn walked home at one AM. Her pretty little mouth quivered, hiding chattering teeth behind those ruby red lips. Every time she took a breath, it looked like she was smoking; not a cigarette, but one of those elegant, expensive, Cuban cigars, the kind rolled by hand. She … Continue reading
They shot me when I was sixty four and I died two days later at 65. The bullet stuck somewhere near my spine and might not or have killed me in time. But patience aint one of they’ virtues. It was the nurse that did it. I didn’t see it happen ‘cause I was asleep; … Continue reading