Once again, this is a story about my step-dad and this is another of his favorite stories to tell. I am unclear which house he was living in at the time of this story, but he has lived in the same area all his life. He has seen a lot of things, leading me to believe that he is sensitive, but I don't think he realizes it.
One night, my dad was asleep and he suddenly woke up to a small girl standing in his room. She left and walked down the hall. He got up, thinking that it was his little sister. He went into her room where she was in bed, asleep. He went as far as to wake her up and ask her what she needed. Obviously, she was confused and said it wasn't her.
This wasn't the only thing that happened in the house. Dad said that sometimes when he would sit in his chair he could feel someone (small) sit on his lap. His cat would also sleep on top of the TV, because it was warm there. One night something pushed the cat off the top of the TV and onto the floor. Clearly the little girl did not like the cat. She didn't like sweet tea either. Dad had four or five people over and they were sitting in the living room, drinking sweet tea when dad's glass that had been sitting on a table, picked itself up, dumped itself onto the carpet and set itself back down onto the table where it had been sitting before. All of the people in the room witnessed it.
The reason we all think this is a little girl is not only because of the child dad saw but because there was a small girl that was stocking a wood stove when her dress caught fire, she ran to get her father's help but burned to death before she could get to him. Very sad story.
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