From The Beginning

I grew up in a great family. My mother and father are average people who believe in God and live a good clean life. My grandfather was a preacher who in his day went from state to state starting churches where he could. There was never any mention of ghosts from any of them as far as I know. I ask my Aunt one time if there was anyone in our family who could talk to ghosts. Her answer was a big laugh " no, not that I know of why?"

So why as a child did I experience things that I could not explain? I have a lot of questions and maybe one day will have answers.

As a child I lived in a huge 3 story house that was at lease 100 years old back then. It was a stately red brick house with white trim around the windows and sharp angles everywhere. The roof was made of slate and was always in need of repair. Inside there were high ceilings that use to drive my mother crazy trying to get to. It was a nightmare just trying to heat the house so a good bit of it was closed off.

When my sister and brother came along, we needed more space to move around. Mind you this house had 13 or so rooms in the first 2 floors and we lived in 5 or 6 of them at the time. My parents decided to start remodeling the rooms that were closed off. One by one the rooms were opened up and work started on them. We did not have much money so my father and grandfather did most of the work.

For some reason, the people that use to live in the house left a lot of things behind when they left. There was lots of old furniture in the rooms that were closed off. Stuff for some reason, my mother did not want to keep. I remember her throwing things out the windows and my grandmother getting it and keeping it. There were antiques, that in this day in time, would have fetched a pretty penny, that ended up at the dump I am sure.

I remember finding an old, large library full of books, very old books. It was always very dark and creepy in there so I never spent much time there. My mother always told me to stay out of there so naturally I would sneak in from time to time! I remember getting several books out and keeping them in my closet. I still have an old Greys Anatomy book that has survived over the years.

I remember having strange dreams that were creepy as I think back on them even for a curious child to have. I was never one to watch to much tv other than cartoons, so I don't know where some of the stuff I dreamed came from. NO I am not crazy either!