My experience
I want to write this down so I don't forget it. Maybe I'm cursing myself by documenting my experience, but I need to remember this.
Wednesday afternoon my family and I headed up to Vermont. We arrived at the house about four thirty and began to unpack the thanksgiving food onto the table. As I unpacked the groceries I looked up into the dining room. About 15 seconds later (give or take) someone walked past the doorway between the two rooms. "Is that Stephen?" I asked instinctively..he was the only one not in the kitchen. However, I was hesistant because Stephen had been wearing red and the person I saw was dressed in white. As soon as I said his name Stephen popped up in back of me, wearing his red shirt. The somebody I had seen, had not been Stephen. There was nobody else in the house and no curtains to flutter and mimic the appearance of a person. Which, anyways, is ridiculas because I saw somebody or something WALK past the doorway.
Wednesday afternoon my family and I headed up to Vermont. We arrived at the house about four thirty and began to unpack the thanksgiving food onto the table. As I unpacked the groceries I looked up into the dining room. About 15 seconds later (give or take) someone walked past the doorway between the two rooms. "Is that Stephen?" I asked instinctively..he was the only one not in the kitchen. However, I was hesistant because Stephen had been wearing red and the person I saw was dressed in white. As soon as I said his name Stephen popped up in back of me, wearing his red shirt. The somebody I had seen, had not been Stephen. There was nobody else in the house and no curtains to flutter and mimic the appearance of a person. Which, anyways, is ridiculas because I saw somebody or something WALK past the doorway.