When I was younger, my older brother, sister, and me had a board. We hadn�t had it long, my older brother had just brought it home, thinking it would be fun to mess with. About 10 minutes into asking questions, my mom came in from another room, not knowing we were messing with it to begin with.
She grabbed the board, and said now it�s in the house. That was all she said, the next morning was trash day, as I was taking the trash can down, my mom came out with the board and put it in the trash can, I watched it until the trash truck came and picked it up. Now that was roughly 26 yrs ago + or – a year.
My mom was cleaning out her attic a few yrs ago, I get a phone call as I live out of state now, asking why did I get it out of the trash! I asked her what she was talking about, and she said that DAMNED BOARD! and instantly I knew. I told her I watched the trash truck pick it up that day a long time ago, but it was there, cause my brother had put his name on the back of it when he bought it.
I asked if she was sure it was the same board, and she said yes, his name was on it. Now here is the thing, my brother has been dead for 14 years this past March. He never cared for it, just thought of it as a game, and my mom a little crazy that night long ago. I know for sure it went into the trash truck and my mom was sitting close by a window to see as well.
That board had made it�s way back into my mom�s house some how and sat there all this time. Now she has since burned the board, and disposed of the ashes.
Me and my sister to this day do not know how it got back in the house. We know my brother did not do it. He wrote it off as a loss and a lesson learned in life is all.
Written by Jason, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com