The Ghosts where I have lived.

                                                        GHOSTS I HAVE LIVED WITH



From the time I was just a small child, to now, I have lived with ghosts, or you might say they lived with me. I am not sure what the procedure is, do they move in with you or do they just move with you as you move along. I am thinking they live in the houses at least some of them. Others just tag along with you.

In the old house where I grew up, there lived more than one, one lived in the basement, he (it was a Male) stayed out of the way and didn't like for anyone to get in his space if you went down in into the basement he lived in the back part and you had to walk past that area to get to the front where the light string was hanging, I could always feel him right behind me hovering over me all the way. Then you had to retrace your steps to get back up the stairs to the kitchen. It was always a frightening experience.

   Then there was the ones that lived in the upstairs, it seemed like to me that I was the only one that they bothered, I never did feel whether this one was male or female, but anytime I went upstairs alone he/she would try to get a hold on me and when I got to the stairs I probably fell down them as many times as I walked down them. I have talked to my nieces (my brother moved there in the 1960's) since then and they agreed with me on all the little happenings that go on in that house.

                                            MY HOUSE IN COAL GROVE

I moved to Coal Grove in 1964, my Mom and Dad had moved to this house after they sold the one at Rock Camp to my brother. I am not sure how long they lived there but my husband (at the time)and I  bought it from Mom after Daddy's passing, and her and Susan moved next door. All was quiet for a time, not speaking of all the fights my husband and I had, in 1969 my husband and I separated an he moved to California with his Mom, I was lying in bed one night (the same room where my Dad died) trying to figure out how I was going to take care of 3 little kids and keep a roof over their heads, and something told me to open my eyes an at the foot of my bed, there stood my Daddy with his suit and dress hat on, looking at me with much concern on his face. It scared me so bad I didn't know what to do, I shut my eyes as tight as I could and laid there thinking ... oh my .... oh my ... I know my Dad is not alive what am I going to do if I open my eyes again and he is there ..... after about 15 minutes I uncovered my head and opened my eyes and he was gone. I never saw him again.  I ask my card reader Marvin why he never came back to visit me again and he said he knew how bad it scared me and didn't want to scare me again. That sounded like my Daddy!

                                         MY FIRST HOUSE AT SUMMITT, KY

One night the kids and I were alone in the den of our house and I heard what sounded like a plate or bowl fall and waller to the hard floor, there were only 2 without carpet in the house, the kitchen and the bathroom. Of course, no one ever locked their doors until bedtime. Since I was such a scarcity cat, I ask Tammy to go see what fell,  she came back and said I didn't see anything, but I was glad when Jr finally got home.  Then my son Bobby slept down in an area partitioned off in the den, I got to noticing every morning he would be asleep on the couch in the living room, so I ask him why he was sleeping upstairs, and he told me that he couldn't sleep very well cause something kept scratching on the wall behind his bed, well the wall was all underground.  Also, my little dog wouldn't go down the stairs to the laundry room with me or in the den, she would sit on the landing and watch but wouldn't come down the stairs. One day my husband and I were sitting at the table in the kitchen and someone opened the front door and hollered is anyone at home, my husband said come on in Bill, we are in the kitchen, we waited for a few minutes and no one came into the kitchen, I got up and went in the living room and there was no one there, I also looked out the living room window, no one was on the driveway or going down the road, that was a mystery.

We kind of abandoned the downstairs and sold the house not to long after that, the people that bought it never turned the den light out at night. I never mentioned it to them, but I thought it was strange that the light was always on.