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Super Natural... Believe it or Not...
Blog Posted:10/31/2012 5:30:00 AM
We all have a spooky or eerie even boarding on creepy story to tell..
So here's mine..
When I was five years old, I remember playing at my Grandma house at the bottom of the stairs with my dolls, I remember the crying coming from upstairs as if it happened yesterday, I warily climbed each stair till I reached the top where I found a little boy no bigger than myself, I even remember what he was wearing, tan shorts and collared shirt and blue braces, socks to his knees and brown shoes, he was funny shaped but I didn't care at fivr all I wanted to do was play with him.
I asked him why he was crying and he told me he was sad because he wanted to come down stairs to play but couldn't..
We sat together our legs dangling through the banister on the landing, I told him my name and he told me his name was Peter.
I asked him why he couldn't come down stairs and he told me he just couldn't make the stairs anymore because they hurt his back, I remember holding his hand , his tears dried smiled at me.
We sat for a while I don't remember what we spoke about, probably just five year old chit chat..
Then I got called down stairs by my Mum for dinner, I said goodbye to Peter and skipped down the stairs without a care in the world..
Once I reach the kitchen my Grandma asked what I had being up to and I replied playing with Peter upstairs, My Grandma and my Mum both looked at each other and my Grandma burst into tears I thought id done some thing wrong so I started to cry.
It wasn't till sometime later I learned that my Mum had a younger brother called Peter, he was born with Scoliosis and hated coming down stair unless he was carried, he passed away at the age of five..
I never met my Uncle on the stairs again after that but it will stay with me always...
Do you have a spooky Story...?
~Happy Halloween ~