As a small kid, I always thought that monsters lived in our basement. I mean, most kids do, right? But back then I wasn’t the adventurous ghost-hunting type. I was a strategist. So in order to keep the monsters from invading my slumber, I lined my bedroom wall with stuffed animals that would protect me just in case they made their way upstairs. How might stuffed animals protect me, you ask? Well, every weekend I arranged a battleground in my bedroom. Just the stuffed animals and me. Doors closed, together engaged in epic wrestling matches that sometimes spanned for hours. I trained them the techniques for various submission holds and the art of self-defense and bore the bruises to prove it. In case of an attack…they (we) would be ready!
My years of preparation were done in vain; however, as the attacks never came and I eventually retired my trained, stuffed animal security forces. At least that’s what I thought…until one fateful night during my teenage years.
“Eddie.”
“Eddddddie.”
“Yeah, ma?” I replied.
No response…
“Hold on, I’m gonna grab something from the fridge in the garage.” I continued.
“Eddie!” that time louder and with more force.
“I’m coming!” I screamed back while exiting the garage with my chocolate chip pudding cake in hand.
I ran to the base of the stairs leading up to my parent’s bedroom—
“Ma!”
No response.
“Mamaaaa!” I yelled again into the upstairs darkness once more.
No response.
Silence…
(I was alone)…
I remember that scene like it was yesterday. Just getting home after a tough football practice—tired, hungry, and ready to eat. Me being the big, strong high school football co-captain at the time, no longer dependent on stuffed animals for protection…how do you think I reacted?
“Willie, I’m coming over to your house for dinner tonight!”
Fast-forward to the present day and, as frightening as that experience may have been, the thrill-seeker in me is now ready to roll. Stay tuned for the results of visits to “haunted” sights in and around Delhi during my upcoming trip to India.
Any good “ghost” stories of your own?? Comment them below!
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Lol… well am not over my fear of ghosts until now…few weeks ago I watched a documentary about ghosts and I couldn’t sleep the whole night.