True Ghost Tales

Speed Walker

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I have lived in Austin, Texas all my life. I have always heardthose ghost stories, like the haunted train tracks in SanAntonio, or a haunted park in the hill country, but I had neveractually seen anything haunting before.

One day in August of 1997, my neighbor who lkive in my dorm toldme and some fellow residents about this ghost story he had heardabout a lady who used to speed walk down Lamar Blvd. She workedlate hours, and would walk every night sometime after 2 a.m.Apparently on one of these walks there was an accident, she washit by a passing car and killed. So, the story was that if youdrove down Lamar between the blocks of 24th street to 34th streetbetween 1:30 and 2:30 in the morning, you could see her ghoststill speed walking down Lamar. He went on to describe exactlywhat she would be wearing and everything. White leggings, pinkrunning shorts, a white sweater and a white cap.

So, after hearing this story, later that same night 3 or 4 of usfrom the dorm decided to go check it out. We all hopped into theback of a friend's truck and went to Lamar at the right time tosee if we could find this "ghost". We drove around forprobably 35 minutes before giving up to go home. Thinking it wasjust some made-up story, we forgot all about it.

Then, November 1st (about 2 months later) I went to a party withsome friends. It was a Saturday, the day after Halloween, yet itwas still a costume party. Afterwards, I dropped my friend off ather house in north Austin, and was on my way back to my dorm. Iwas stopped at the light on 24th street and Lamar, waiting tocontinue east on 24th (Named Windsor street before it crossesLamar). I was the only car waiting at the light, because it wasabout 1:45 a.m. by this time. As I waited I noticed a ladywalking along the street on the path that borders Pease Park. Shewas speed walking somewhat, and crossed the street right in frontof me. Seemed normal enough, as there are many people who walkthis trail (just not so many after 1 am on a Saturday night). Butwhat first caught my eye is how odd this lady seemed. She waswalking as if she were 100 years old. As she slowly crossed infront of me, I ralized that she indeed seemed very old, and Icould not see her face.

In fact, I could not see any skin at all. She was wearing a whitecap that seemed to cast a shadow over he entire face. Then,slowly I began to realize.. the white cap, her legs were white asif she were wearing white tight leggings, and the pink shorts...matching the description of that ghost story I had forgottenabout. As it came back to me, she was walking right in front ofmy car, but I was so scared I could not move. I stared at her indisbelief, wanting to honk- or something, to see if she was real.But, my hands were gripped to the steering wheel, and I did notmove until she had walked out of sight, and the light turnedgreen.

I don't know if the story about the lady was true, or if Iactually saw a ghost.. probably never will. But, the way thatlady looked might have scared me even if I had not heard thestory. The details matching just seemed to confirm this. I havenot seen her since, nor have I heard the ghost story told fromanyone else. But isn't it weird...?