My Daily Ghost

I'll make this short and sweet. I don't see ghosts every single day, but yesterday I saw one. Here's what happened. I'm at my Mom's right now. She lives in East Texas on a sprawling piece of forested land with cows, rolling hills and all the rest of it. I was walking from one room …

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The First Icky Spirit

The first spirit I ever saw was not a good one. I won’t use the word ‘ghost’ here because ghosts, to me, imply our dearly departed (or at least something taking human form) and this was not one of those. This was something icky. And of course it was in the middle of the night. …

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