Little Ghost Boy

This is my second time and I really hope you will enjoy this one. We moved into our new house in Johannesburg in October 2001.

A little detour quick, most of the woman in our family can feel, hear and see things there are cases of one or two men but it is mostly the woman. I for one was born with what we call a "veil" over my face hence me being able to see, hear and feel things.

Now were was I... Ok, so we moved into the new house a nice big house with a huge garden, nice neighbourhood friendly people all around, children playing games and riding bikes out side you know all normal, well, so we thought. At first I would feel some things but never take notice of it. I was always convinced that it was "the wind" or my dogs (and everyone in my family says that I have an over active imagination) so it never ever bothered me and every time I did "speak" to someone it was in a dream.

If you walked in our front door and down the passage you walk straight into my bedroom, (well guest room now.) I never ever slept with my bedroom door closed because I have a terrible fear of darkness ever since I can remember, and every night I would hear what sounded like a small child playing in the passage and going down the passage into my parents bedroom. But once again I put it off as one of my dogs getting up to mischief. Now my dad is very strict and hates it when you leave a television or radio on through the night. He would always shout at us (my brother and I) when we did fall asleep with it on. One night I was laying watching the usual rubbish on television and I dozed off only to be woken up by someone rubbing my leg. I woke up and there on my bed sat a little boy about four or five years old. He had a red and white shirt on and black shorts, he had a very pretty face and he was smiling at me. I put the television off and went back to sleep, I never felt scared or anything. I saw him often in my room, playing with my wind chimes or just standing looking at me and every time with a smile on his face. I never told anyone because I am afraid people would say I am loosing my marbles and he wasn't bothering me. Then one day out of the blue, my mom was telling my aunt about this little boy and she described him down to the smile. I was so shocked I walked in and told her about the boy in my room and how he would play with the stuff and wake me up if I left the television or radio on. She said he would also wake her up and just smile at her or she would have dozed off with television still on. I still see him even though I don't live at home anymore. When I go visit or when my fiancée goes on business trips I stay over there and I still see him and he still has that smile. We went back in the history of the house and there was a family who had five children. Now we don't know if one of them died but this little boy is still there.

I have encountered many different things ever since I was a child. Some scared the daylights out of me and some not at all. I am so glad I can finally share my experiences with some one with out being laughed at.

I have many more to tell but that's another story...

Thank you for reading I hope you enjoyed it.

God Bless, Casper4