In June of 1994 I was 7 months pregnant with my first child. At five AM one Saturday morning my husband and I both woke up to the very loud sound of ice cream truck music. The music seemingly resonated through every window, door, crack and crevice in our home, like Dolby stereo. The only way I can explain it, is that it sounded like an ice cream truck was parked directly outside our bedroom window.
This home was isolated in the Colorado mountains with no neighbors. The music lasted about one minute, as my husband and I lay frozen staring at each other. After it stopped, I jumped out of bed to check every music box, radio, and TV in the house.
To this day we have no explanation for what occurred. We were totally freaked out and hesitated telling our family because surely they’d think we’re nuts. Fortunately, they are religious and said the noise must have been bells from Heaven since I was about to have a baby. That put my mind at ease, somewhat.
After the incident I remained hypervigilant for months, waiting for something else weird to happen. Nothing else occurred. Being in the house made me really nervous because I had a newborn, but after spending a lot of time putting together the nursery and having limited finances, I had no choice but to stay.
I’ve never seen a ghost and I don’t particularly believe in them, but I do know the music we heard that day was very real and unexplainable.
Written by Carol, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com
Well,u must’ve been pretty hot up there in the mountains… perhaps the icecream ghost knew that & wanted to sell u some icecream!
HeHe…just kidding!
Its a pretty scary incident. Hope u guys are fine!