I don't think I've talked about it here, but I live in a haunted house. I've had experiences with ghosts before as I've worked in several places that had spirits in them. And I'm pretty sure the basement of my childhood home had some sort of spirit living down there.
So, I'm obviously a believer. My husband thought I was crazy until he had a run in with the ghost. When Emily was very small, I would stay up with her during the night. I would wake Todd up in the morning and collapse into bed. During one of these mornings, Emily had been sleeping on Todd's chest in the living room and he fell asleep. But he was shook awake, and it wasn't by me because I was still asleep. Ever since then, he's believed in our ghost.
The ghost will go months without making their presence known, and tends to be the most active in the Autumn. A few days ago, Emily tore out of her room all freaked out, and she said it was the ghost. Later that day, the bathroom door slammed shut while Emily and I (the only people home at the time) were in the living room. Our cat, Willow, was caught inside the bathroom and ran out fast when I went to open the door.
As I was in the midst of writing this, Emily wanted to go to the potty (we are in the throes of potty training which is a post for another time). As she was sitting on her potty, she started to insist that the ghost was in the heating grate right next to where her potty is. She started whispering and saying, "Shhh, be quiet" as she pointed to the grate. It was kind of creepy!
The ghost doesn't do much so I'm not too concerned about it. It's just a fun feature of living in my house.
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Fun post!
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