This story comes to us from one of our oldest and dearest reader and friend known on GT as RednGreen. She’s contributed in our comments section for a long time and recently sent us a story recounting an experience she had as a child.
This encounter took place back in the 80s when Red was 8 yrs old (edit free):
Woman In My Room
When I was about 8 years old (mid 80’s), my brothers and I were staying the night with our grandparents that lived right next door. Papa and I were the only ones still awake and were watching the 10 o’clock news. I decided to go to bed and as I walked into the bedroom, I saw just across the room, a tall, thin, brunette woman. She had on a baby blue track suit with 2 white pin stripes down the sides of the sleeves and pants, and had brown hair cut in a bob, almost to her shoulders. I vividly remember leaning my head forward to get a closer look to confirm that I could see the panelling on the wall through her. Oddly, I don’t remember being scared, just shocked. I slowly turned around and went back to the living room to tell Papa there was a woman in my room. He started to giggle and said in his deep southern-gentleman accent, “Why Baby, there ain’t nobody in your room.” I made him come look, but of course she was gone.
I still slept in there that night, even if it was on the side of the bed farthest from where I saw her, not necessarily from fear, but just from being weirded out by it. The incident wasn’t talked about much after that. Some years later my younger cousin claimed to have seen a woman in the same room, although she was standing in a different spot and was in white. (I’ll never understand why most women-ghosts are in white) I never had any other experiences in that room, despite living there in the summers while in college.
It is worth mentioning no one has ever died in the home, and no one else has seen or heard anything and my cousin and I are widely regarded as having imagined it. I spoke one time to someone claiming to be a clairvoyant. He was not someone I sought out- he was a friend of a friend I met at said friend’s birthday party and we were casually visiting over cocktails. When I told him of my experience, he felt that it was a past grandmother on my mother’s side checking in on me. And by past grandmother, he meant a couple of generations back. Not sure if it would matter, but the incident occurred at my grandparents’ on my father’s side. He felt she was dressed in that manner so that she would look “normal” to me so that I wouldn’t be afraid. I’ve never had an opinion one way or the other about what he said- he could be right, he could be wrong- who am I to say.
Well, I’m not much on clairvoyants. Furthermore, the things he told Red were somewhat absurd to me. I’m just glad that She had the presence of mind to take his insights with a grain of salt. She was also much nicer about it than I am being here.
So, what did she see in that room? Was it some sort of apparition? I have my own opinions on such things, however, it’s no fun to just spill. I’d much rather read some comments from the readers or maybe someone has a similar story to tell.
Thanks to our good friend RednGreen. Take care of that baby!
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