Well I don’t know if I’m haunted or not. But I do have a ghost or angel that has been with me for as long as I can remember. It is a male and my mom called him George (you know George did it) but I don’t know who it is.
It started off as small things being moved or misplaced when I was around so I got blamed. I’m the 7th child of eight, I don’t know if that has anything to do with it or not.
On this one occasion my sister in law and I were going shopping. We had cashed our income tax checks and we were going to get clothes for the kids and ourselves. I had put the money in my pocket book and put it on the coffee table that morning and went out with the kids to catch the school bus. My sister in law Mary came over and we drank a cup of coffee and talked about where we would go shopping. We got ready to go and I went to get my pocket book and it was gone! We looked all over the living room, the kitchen and the whole house!
We were standing in the kitchen and I said, “dang it George give me my purse back!” Well we went into the living room to look again and there it was on the floor! I know both of us couldn’t have missed it laying there when we were looking for it! Mary freaked out! “This house is haunted!” she said. I didn’t tell her no different but she wouldn’t come in my house again. I had to go to her house.
When I was younger I looked a lot like my older sister. I baby sat for her. And when she would come home at 11:30 on Friday night I would sneak out and go to the skating rink. Well some friend asked her why she was walking down the highway at 12:00 at night with some guy! There was no one with me that’s how I found out my angel was a guy! If I’m driving down the highway a voice well tell me to slow down I’m going to have a flat! I’ve learned to listen to it cause it will happen!
That’s my story and it is all true.
Sent in by Mildred Guilbeaux, Copyright 2011