From the time that I was quite young, I’ve felt as if I was haunted. Of course, when I was younger, I didn’t think of it as “haunted”, I just thought I saw more than other people did. By the time I was 8 years old, I knew that I had a ghost. I don’t know why she haunts me. I’ve read a lot about hauntings and I’ve come to the conclusion that extremely sensitive people attract paranormal activity.
I know that I’m sensitive to my environment. My sister has said that I could read her mind when we were younger. Since we’ve grown up and live in separate places, though, I can’t really know her thoughts.
When my children lived at home, I was very attuned to them. I think it has something to do with close proximity.
So, my ghost. When I was a very little girl, maybe 3 or 4, I was playing on the front lawn when I noticed a lady walking toward me. She was in old fashioned dress and seemed to be glowing. I looked up at her and she smiled, but somehow, her smile frightened me and I ran into the house. My mother asked me why I was crying. I said, “the lady!” Of course, my mother thought that it was my imagination because no one was there.
I don’t know if it was later the same night since time to a 3 or 4 year old is indefinable, but in the night something woke me and when I opened my eyes, the lady was leaning over my bed. She frightened me so much that I screamed for my mother.
Over the years, I’ve seen my ghost probably hundreds of times. She still scares me. She always appears when I’m either completely exhausted, after the birth of each of my 3 children for example, or completely relaxed, as after a hard physical workout.
She has never said anything to me, she just LOOKS at me and smiles.
I described her to my maternal grandmother when I was 17 years old. My grandmother said she had seen her before but not for many years. She said HER grandmother had seen her as a child, too.
I wish I knew who this woman is and why she haunts my family.
My granddaughter just turned 4 years old. She recently came to me crying, saying “the lady, the lady!” My granddaughter is a “special needs” little girl. How do I explain to her about ghosts? She struggles everyday to understand the reality of “normal”.
Sent in by Mary Perkins, Copyright 2011