Tuesday, September 13, 2011

My Journey’s: A Haunting Tale


This journey comes from an actual boyfriend I had some years ago. It’s been so long it’s hard to track when the last time it was I had an actual boyfriend. But I digress this was a boyfriend and it lasted a year. He would of married me but neither of us would have been happy. Moving on…

My boyfriend was taking me to his Grandparent’s house in Cleveland GA for reasons I can’t remember. Story is that this house is haunted. It’s been in the family for years and it has actually moved with the family. Literally picked up and moved to Cleveland GA when they wanted to move. It’s been added to through out the years and the new parts aren't haunted, allegedly. Anyways, I’ve been told a number of stories about this house, even before he and are were an item, so I was super excited to visit, as well as scared. So scared I didn’t even want to use the restroom.

My beau and I are sitting in an upstairs bedroom (turned office) with his father playing video games. His father is to my right, in the desk chair, and my beau is to my left sitting on the floor, as I am. The TV is placed on a desk with a couple drawers on it’s left (my right). I happened to be sitting in front of the drawers. All the sudden the middle drawer starts to open slowly RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE! I sat there and stared frozen. Kind of like this o_O And my boyfriend says, “What was that?” and his dad replies, “We all know what that was”.

It was creepy and exciting. So, don’t tell me ghosts don’t exist.  I do believe they do, not only because of this experience, but because it’s not so crazy to think that ghosts exist. Why wouldn’t they? We exist. 

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