Lj Idol "Ghosts"

[8673]

Yes, this is a true story.
It was the third grade and like every other third grade class since the beginnings of time, we were studying local history.  Our then home had a rich history, soaked in frontier trading, flushed in the Civil War, and with dashes of saucy tales.  Most of what we learned that year concerned our cities history with trading.

Comments

[tigrkittn]

This is a great story, and very vividly told! I love the way you did the closing.

While you've still got time to edit, there are a couple of typos I noticed: "improtant" at the end of the first paragraph and "no body's business".

[8673]

Thank you. I will go off and correct right now.

[baxaphobia]

Wow! What an experience!

[8673]

Yeah, it was. It's stuck with me for a long time now. Despite it all, I was sad to hear when development destroyed it. It wasn't scary to me. It was just sad.

[kajel]

Wow, great entry.

[8673]

Thank you very much. It was never anything that frightened me (when it happened). It was always just sad.

[brightflashes]

Absolutely brilliant! Thanks so much for sharing this. Loved it! :)

[8673]

Thank you very much.

[lilmissmagic71]

Wow... very cool story. I felt something similar when going through the farmhouse at Grassmere... a coldness that was bone chilling...

You handled it very well considering you were so young... My young self would have freaked and made a ruckus... *grin*

Great entry... it carried me right along and I loved your descriptions...

[8673]

Thank you very much. I'd like to thank some unknown stregnth for my reaction. But the truth is, by eight, I had never known a time without this sort of thing happening. I was four or so when I became aware that others weren't seeing what I was seeing. It's a family trait too. My mom sees her sisters, both gone, all the time. It was never scary to me that day, just sad, deeply deeply sad.