birdie...the ghost

When I was younger…much younger, one of my friends had an Ouiji Board. I used to go by her house and watch them play around with it. Back then I thought it was a put on and it never scared me. They used to talk to it, ask it questions and their hands would move around the table for the answers. Weird!

Then they asked a question: Is there a ghost in this house?
The power took their hands to “yes”.
Does the ghost have a name?
Their hands were directed to b i r d i e. Hmmm birdie. That’s a silly name for a ghost.
They swore that birdie lived upstairs in this 100+ year old house. They would hear strange noises throughout the day and night.
Lights would flicker.
Footsteps walking on the wood floor creaking through the boards.

I was reluctant to stay overnight. Even though I don’t believe in ghosts, I don’t want to take the chance. The chance that perhaps if I did stay and I did hear noises, I would be frozen in time. At the age of 14, you did the “in” thing… You smoked and drank to fit in. You wanted to be cool…not called a scardy cat…or chicken or big baby…Not good for the reputation!

Well, I ended up marrying into this family. Strange but true! I would never make my presence known when no one else was there… just in case.

Don’t call me scared, don’t call me chicken and don’t call me a baby…I was just being cautious.

Of all the times I was there, I never heard or seen anything unnatural. So, to me, I was thinking that they all just played the game and let there imaginations get trapped in their minds. They still talked of “birdie” but that’s all it was is talk. Until…..
When my in-laws passed, the kids had to get the house ready for selling. One thing that needed to be done was in one of the upstairs bedrooms, there was wallpaper that definitely needed to be removed. I along with hubby, and a couple of hubbys siblings were upstairs wettening the wallpaper and scraping it off the walls. Hubby went downstairs. I turned around and I am the only one left in that room. I just keep on scraping.
I do hear a voice, I do have a feeling of something strange going on and I do get goose bumps. I flew down the stairs and never took that walk up those steps again. Even though I never had an encounter with “birdie”, I do believe that there actually was someone not visible to the human eye in that house. A ghost, maybe not but a spirit, yes. Besides, Sylvia Brown says it happens all the time. I went to 2 of her sessions. I am a believer!

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My neighbor lady’s husband passed away in the house they had lived in for many years. Lights would turn on, lights would turn off and the same with the t.v. His hands rubbing against the wall as he would make his way to their bedroom. She was never alone.