It was April 2, 1990 in the evening. I live in a trailer with my mother who is divorced, while my father lives in Monroe, Louisiana while we in Baton Rouge.
Anyway I was only 17 in junior year, I was sitting in chair or whatever I sat on, it’s been a long time ago, I was watching TV and doing homework at the same times because I hate math.
I feel something touch my right shoulder and look to my right nothing there just window and wall and no vent and window closed for good with a lock. I been wonder but it’s feel like tapping like if something try to get my attention, so I went back to my business. Any how my mother came in my room and said Tracey come in the living room with me and I notice her face look like she been crying. I put down my homework and went to follow her and sat down, notice my uncle there since he live with us, turn to look at my mother (By way I am deaf) to read her lips she say she have bad news and feel like something wrong like my stomach drop. Daddy died. I just went scream and anger along with crying didn’t want to believe but he did died at the age of 44.
This is really hard for a long time til years later. Just remember the tap on my right shoulder it’s most had been him to let me know that he say goodbye but not for long, in 2008 He did came back to visiting (He smoke while life).
I was online and I spell Marlboro man the kind of cigarette we don’t allow smoke in the house. Look to my right and smile knew that it’s was my daddy he the only one smoke that kind of cigarette I mean I do smoke the same kind too but I quit a long time ago. So believe or not all you want but I’m tell the truth plus my family don’t believe me either they never believe such ghost as they say there no such ghost but I know they are out there.
Sent in by Tracey, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com
I believe you. I feel really bad because your Father died. But he is in a place where he wants to be…Heaven.