July 8, 2008 7:34am CST
Have you ever had an experince with a real ghost? What was it like?
• United States
8 Jul 08
I had one with a ghost in Montana in an old apartment building I was living in. It is hysterical when you get down to it. I had just gone into my bathroom, which was separate from my apartment and was just settling down on the toilet with a magazine to do some "serious" reading when a voice said "HELLO THERE" just as plain as day. I about jumped out of my skin, and I got up and searched everywhere looking for the person. I never found him, but I remember the hair on the back of my neck tingling. The topper is when my Mom had passed away, leaving me her two Rottweillers. Rocky, the male was such a love and just a wonderful friend, comforter and companion. But 10 months after my mom passed away he started having strokes, and had a massive one that left him paralyzed. I took him to the vet the next morning (I was up all night with the poor guy, it was heart breaking...at least I knew that there wasn't too much pain with the strokes.), I don't know why these things have to happen at night! Anyway, I cried the whole trip in and in the waiting room. The vet and an assistant took the dog into the examining room. The assistant was called away and the vet went on to check the dog out, in hopes that there was some way to prolong the poor guy's life. I had already stated that if he couldn't live a full life he was to be put down...well the vet decided that I was right and was preparing the injection when he felt the draft of the door being opened. When no one said anything he turned to see who was there. There wasn't anyone in the room. He happened to glance down at Rocky, who was totally paralyzed and couldn't even lift his head...yet suddenly his head lifted like someone was putting their hand under his head and lowering it back down on the table. Then, Rocky's fur started to ripple like someone was petting him. By then the vet was very shaken, but went on with his job. The vet checked Rocky to make sure that he was gone and right after he determined that, Rocky's head came back up like the hand was being removed, it was set gently back down on the table and the vet felt the draft on the his back like the door was being opened and closed. I was sitting in the waiting room when the front door of the vet's office opened and closed on its own...but it wasn't a fast opening or closing, it was like someone was taking a large dog outside on a leash. Plus, there was no wind that day either. The vet came out whiter than a sheet and told me what had happened. I felt like the weight of the world had been lifted from my shoulders when he told the tale. I was able to smile for the first time in two days and explained that it was my Mom coming to take her dog with her. That night she came to me in a dream and she and Rocky were walking down a beautiful dirt road with green fields and running streams on it. They both were healthy and happy and at peace. I woke crying from happiness for the two of them. Even though a day doesn't go by that I don't miss my Mom, I am content in knowing how happy she is in her new "life".