True Ghost Experiences

Uncle Roy

This is the firststory that i have ever posted online.It doesn't seem asfascinating as some of the others i've read but all the same itis a true story..So i hope that you like it.

A very close friend of mine, Renee, is totally different than Iam. She is Wiccan, and has believed all her life that she cansometimes communicate with spirits around her through feeling. Ihave to admit when i first met her i thougth she was crazy, butthat too was a reason i started to hang around her. I was raisedin a very religious family and was taught all my life that youcannot talk to the dead or communicate with them in any shapeform or fashion. However, Missy moved in with her boyfriendDarren, about a year ago.) Darren is parapalegic because he fellfrom the roof of his house that he was building 8 years ago andbroke his back. The top floor of the house remains unfinished tothis day so it is blocked off from the rest of the house only tobe used as storage.

I stay the night with them often and sleep in the living room onthe couch. I sit up half the night though browsing on theinternet or chattin with friends or just watching tv. When i sitat the computer, the stairs to the upper floor are behind me.Behind me to my right is the doorway leading to the kitchen.Behind me to my left is the doorway to the front porch. And infront of me there is the couch which faces the entertainmentcenter. There is only one way you could possibly get on the frontporch and that is through the living room door. It is very highoff the ground and there are no steps leading up to it, so wheni'm sitting there in the dark alone i am not expecting anyone tobecoming through the front door. But taht is what happened to me.

One night last August (2001) I was sitting at the computersometime around the early am hours in the dark with nothing tolight the room but the glare of the monitor screen. I waschattign with some friends from school in a local chat room whenout the corner of my eye i saw someone walk from the front doorin my direction. I quickly looked toward the door but it was shutand there as no one there. So i turned toward the monitor againthinking i was only tired and my mind was playing tricks on me.But onlyl seconds went by when it happened again, this time ididtn look but felt someone standing behind me as if they werestaring at the back of my head. It suddenly got very cold in thatroom... I thought i was going insane so i slowly turned aroundand as i did i could still see out the corner of my eye thefigure of a man going on through the kitchen doorway. He had onbrown pants and what looked to me as a yellow shirt. I sat therefroze stiff from shock. I had never seen anythign like thatbefore and was scared for waht i should do next. After whatseemed like forever i logged off the internet and turned off thecomputer but not before i turned on teh kitchen and livingroomlights along witht he television. I never went to slelep thatnight. Instead i waite for Renee to wake up the next morning andtold her what had happened. She gave me a funny look and asked meif i was sure of whaw ti saw and i told her that i was prettysure. She then told me taht she had seen the man too. And that hehad also came in from the front door. Only when she saw him itwas daylight. She was sittin on the couch with Darren and sehlooked up one day and saw this man walk through the living roomfron the front porch, and he was wearing brown pants and a yellowshirt. She described the man to Darren who got kind of mad thenand told her she had just described his ex wife's uncle Roy. Itseems as though Roy had tried to take away Darrnes land that hebuilt his house, and almost succeeded.. He did takea largeportion of it but Darren had managed to keep enough to build hishouse. Roy later died still in fued with Darren. It freaked meout when she told me this. But she told me that she beleived thatRoy is hanging around waiting for Darrne to forgive him for whathe did. Darren who never believed Roy was there until recentlysays he will do no such thing.

Since that night i've never seen Roy again, ,but sometimes when istay over there i wake up in the middle of the night sweatign andout of breath as if i'd just had a night mare. I lay frozen in myplace and am afraid to move until morning. I've also heard someoncall my name and when telling Renee about this the same voicewill say "shhhh" but no one ever heard that but me. Ican't help but wonder if i'm goiing crazy... Its not often thatthings happen to me, , only rarely but they sure scare me fordays afterward....