Monday, January 5, 2009

Boo!

"Someone came and sat on my bed and talked to me last night," Youngest said a couple of nights ago as he got into bed for the night. "I'm scared."

Considering Pete and I always come and sit on his bed when he first gets in to go to sleep, I am puzzled by this. Here I thought it was a comfort for us to chat with him before he fades into sleep. And instead it's got him scared. Say what?

"No, it wasn't anyone I know. It was a stranger. It was a ghost," he said.

He spoke as if he was telling the absolute truth, as if he was wide awake and aware of it happening, and as if it could in no way be a dream. And the hair on my neck stood up, just like "they" say it does when you're frightened, and I got goose bumps down my arms. Inside, I'm freaking out because I'm a genuine scaredy cat.

But I'm totally cool on the outside as I assure him that it was a dream and that no one else could get in the house except the people who love him and that since it was a dream it won't happen again and that Dad and I are always right up there for him to come to or yell to if he has another bad dream.

Off to sleep he goes, of course, assured by his outwardly self-assured mother.

Last night, Daughter cries out and Pete goes to her. She had not yet fallen asleep. She could not fall asleep because, as she explains to Pete, Youngest's friend said he saw a ghost in the house last night. Pete relays the conversation to me when he returns upstairs, and I have the same physical reactions I had the other night.

I relate my conversation with Youngest from the other night to Pete, and I wonder aloud if it doesn't seem just a bit too weird, too coincidental. Of course, there's no such thing as ghosts. I know that.

So why, as I am writing this, do I feel my neck hairs rising and goose bumps shooting down my arms?

Because even though I know there's no such things as ghosts and certainly no such thing as ghosts in my house, I know that saying such a thing is just inviting a good haunting here. So let me just say for the record that, surely, there must be such a thing as ghosts.

21 comments:

cjh said...

I never believed there were ghosts either. Then I stayed at a B&B in Shreveport that left me uncertain. It freaked me out. On multiple occasions and while awake. Then I had trouble falling back to sleep and since sleep is important while working, I told myself that I switched places to stay because of that. Sleep. Not ghosts.

Mrs. Schmitty said...

I don't know....I believe.

MamaGeek @ Works For Us said...

I hear ya.

I've had weird stuff happen like that (usually when I'm alone) that raises the hair on my arms.

Wishing you a very happy and healthy new year!

Liz@thisfullhouse said...

I believe...I believe...it's scary, I know...but, I believe.

angie said...

Gave me goosebumps..........

Happy New Year.

Amanda of ShamelesslySassy said...

haha. I always thought that I should say that I believed in ghosts so that in case there were ghosts, they wouldn't come after me. haha

D... said...

My daughter freaked me out one time just like Youngest did you. She spoke so matter of factly and it struck such stark fear in my heart. Especially when she said something like, "Will you miss me when Gabriel takes me away? I'll miss you." Gasp!

susiej said...

Well, I'm jealous. After my Mom died, I read all of these books about the afterlife, and how children are so responsive to spirits, and how many of them have conversations with their grandparents. Surely, I thought, with four young ones in my house, I would have a direct link to my Mom.

Nothing like this has even remotely happened around here. Almost makes me stop believing in spirits.

Now, you have me convinced again...

Anne said...

That was certainly a creepy story. Maybe the ghost is there protecting all of you and keeping you safe. If I were you, that would be my story and I would stick to it. Good luck!

anglophilefootballfanatic.com said...

I'm playing the other side here, just for argument's sake. Why can't there be ghosts? I think I'm a rational, well-educated person, and I believe I've seen one. At my dad's farmhouse, four separate individuals (all adults) have had a the same bed shake them awake. I'd suggest getting some holy water and sprinkling the house.

Janet said...

Oooh! Creepy.

My friend swears the farmhouse she grew up in had ghosts. We live in an old house, likely it was a farmhouse at one point. It seems to be ghost-free, thankfully. 'Cause we would have to move.

Tara R. said...

Okay, now I'm creeped out. I have to go close the closet door.

CP said...

Hmmm, a bit creepy...

LOVE the new header!

Anonymous said...

Where is Peter? Is he the dapper gent in the middle with the big orange head, perhaps?

Joanne

Beck said...

Oh, a lifetime of freaky-leaky happenings have left me utterly convinced that there are most certainly ghosts.

Having said that, I also think that little kids are not great at telling the difference between sleeping and being awake. So maybe. Maybe not.

Not Afraid to Use It said...

I believe, too. When my daughter told me she was afraid of the angel on our roof, I had the same hair-prickling reaction you did. We just smudged our house before Christmas. I hope that did the trick.

chichimama said...

OK, now I am totally freaked out too. Thanks!

Tricia said...

Now I've got goosebumps too. My son has had a strange preoccupation with ghosts lately and he's been scared to death to be anywhere in the house alone. He won't even go to the bathroom by himself for the last two weeks. I'm not sure how much I believe in coincidences.

All Rileyed Up said...

I believe that ghosts exist. New Orleans is full of them. That doesn't necessarily mean there is one in your house. Because in addition to the were they sleeping or not questions is the are they saying/believing it at this point from having gotten worked up over the notion of it? At any rate, a friend of mine told me the advice she'd been given by someone else: if you encounter a ghost, ask him what his name is. I like this advice to if you're ever attacked by a shark, punch it in the nose. Of course you'll remember to do it! You won't be, you know, terrified enough to forget such strong, helpful advice.

All Rileyed Up said...

That should have said "I likeN this advice..."

Bubba's Sis said...

Um, Patty? That's spooky.

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