Ghost Stories

Death Face

My aunt, Calley,grew up in a small town in Kentucky. She is not my mother'ssister, but she was married to my mother's brother. Her fatherwas dead and she and her brother lived alone with their mother.Calley's grandmother lived two streets over from her and gettingto her house took about 10 minutes. But it was an even quickertrip for my aunt if she simply went over the fence at the back ofher yard and walked along the railroad tracks until she came tothe back of her grandmother's house. However, Calley's mother didnot like her doing this as she was terrified of hoboes who shethought loitered along the tracks. She was constantly warningCalley about the hoboes and telling her what horrible thingscould happen to a little girl if she happened to encounter a hobo.Well, like all little girls, my aunt only listened with half andear to these warnings. One day, Calley's mother had to go to takecare of her younger sister who had just had a baby. It had notbeen! ! an easy birth and the baby wasn't doing well and Calley'smother was the only one who could come and help. Calley was toldthat when she came home from school, she should do her homeworkand when her brother came in from baseball practice, they shouldboth walk around through the streets to their grandmother's housewhere the grandmother would give them their dinner and they wouldstay until their mother came for them. Calley did as she wastold, setting up her books to work on the kitchen table. Shepoured herself some milk and took some cookies out of the cookiejar and settled down to do her lessons while waiting for herbrother. She was very tired and after having her milk, she puther head down on her book and fell asleep. When she woke up, itwas dusk and the kitchen was almost dark. She didn't know whereshe was for a few seconds. Then, as she realized where she wasand that she had fallen asleep, she also realized that herbrother wasn't home yet. Just to be ! ! sure, she turned onlights and went through the rooms of the little house calling hisname, but he wasn't there. So she called her grandmother on thephone. Sure enough, her brother was there. He had gone therestraight from school because he hadn't paid attention to whattheir mother had told them to do. The grandmother said thatdinner was almost ready and that Calley should come right over.She was very hungry and didn't feel like walking around throughthe streets, so she hopped over the fence at the back of the yardand started down the railroad tracks toward her grandmother'shouse. It was nearly dark, but she wasn't even thinking aboutbeing scared. Suddenly, in the distance, she saw a dark figurecoming toward her. Her heart started to thump painfully. A hobo,she thought, in a panic of fear. She looked around quickly. Therewas no place to go. The sides of the track were pretty wellclosed in with high fences, and besides the "hobo"seemed to be approachin! ! g at a very high rate of speed. Calleycould see her grandmother's back fence, but she knew she'd nevermake it before meeting up with what she could now see was a black-hoodedfigure. But when the figure drew up even with her grandmother'syard, it stopped and just seemed to hang in the air. She wasclose enough now to see it really good, and the hood slipped fromthe head of the apparition. Calley could see nothing but a skull.She tried to scream, but her voice was stuck in her throat. Andthen she realized that the figure was pointing to hergrandmother's house. Then suddenly it was gone. Calley ran to hergrandmother's house as fast as she could and just as she came in,her grandmother was hanging up the phone and wiping tears awaywith a tissue. She turned sad eyes to Calley and told her thather Aunt's baby girl had just died. My aunt Calley is now 75years old, but to this day she says she saw the face of death!