It’s not the kind of thing you generally share outside the family. People tend to point and whisper behind your back. Because, how can you prove that you really do, indeed, have a ghost living in your house?
When my son was about sixteen, he was part of a varsity choir group in our high school. The group was really well-known and put on a show every year that the whole community enjoyed. Because of the hard work involved, the kids in the group became like a close-knit family and often demonstrated that by playing pranks on each other.
One night, our house was the target for the prank.
One Saturday, the girls in the group drove out to the country late at night, (our house is about ten miles out of town and is surrounded by acres of trees and farm fields) armed with dozens of rolls of toilet paper. They parked down the road, walked to our driveway and proceeded to hang long strips of toilet paper from the branches of the two giant oak trees that stand on either side of the drive.
The next morning we all awoke to the site of toilet paper wafting in the wind all over the front yard. We were very impressed by not only their artistic abilities, but also their stealth. No one had noticed them. At least, we didn’t think anyone had noticed them.
On Monday morning my son returned to school to “thank” the girls for their gift. They laughed over the prank until one of the girls asked my son, “Why didn’t your mom come out and say hello?”
“My mom?” my son replied. “She was sound asleep.”
“No,” one of the other girls inserted. “We saw her. She stood by the kitchen window and watched us the entire time.”
My son paused and a chill ran up his spine. He knew who traveled up and down the back staircase in the middle of the night. He had seen her himself.
“That wasn’t my mom you saw,” he finally explained. “That was our ghost.”
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