The Dark Figure
from Brandie Davis
I was about 10 years old and living in a house in Mexico, MO, with my grandparents. They had kind of spoiled me growing up, having raised me since the time of my birth. The house we were living in at the time was on the West side, the neighborhood starting to show signs of the lower income families that had moved into the housing development a couple blocks away. On the night in question, I was sick with the flu or some other malady that kids get and my grandma told me I could sleep in her bed with her, my grandpa was to sleep in my bed. I woke up in the middle of the night, either my bladder was calling me to be emptied or I was thirsty, I can't remember which, but regardless, I was awakened by something. I have to add that at this point in my childhood, I was petrified of the dark and wouldn't get up at night unless my grandma or grandpa were up and moving about. So I'm laying there staring up at the ceiling fully awake waiting for someone to wake up so I could go do my thing. After about 15 minutes of waiting, I glanced out the door and thought I saw my grandpa walk by. I was so overjoyed, my patience payed off! I hopped out of bed and went to the door, pausing to glance into my room. What I saw I could not explain...my grandpa was still asleep in my bed. I glanced down the hall and saw nothing moving around then hightailed it back to bed and curled up under the covers right up next to my grandma. My heart was pounding hard in my chest and I was still trying to put together the pieces of what I had just seen. It was a black figure that had walked past that door, not my grandpa, but close enough in height that I could have easily mistaken it as him. It had long swinging arms and it took only two strides to come into view then pass by the door. To this day it still gives me chills just to think about it. It was this experience that put the 'ghost bug' in me and I've been interested in the paranormal ever since.
The White Mist
from Brandie Davis
When I was 12, we moved from the house that I had my first ghostly experience in to another in Mexico, MO, this one on the Northeast side of town. It was a much nicer neighborhood and my grandparents just loved the house we had gotten. In 1996, I was enrolled at Truman State University and only came home to visit on the weekends. The week of spring break, I didn't have any plans and neither did my friend, Michele, who was from San Francisco, so we decided to spend the week with my grandparents. Well, my grandma had set up two twin beds in my room, one on each side of the room. It was during this week that I had my second confirmed encounter with the paranormal. It was late at night and both of us girls were asleep when something woke me up. It was pitch dark in my room with the exception of a white hazy mist floating over the length of Michele's bed. She was sound asleep - I could hear her faintly snoring. My first thought was that our neighbor's motion sensitive light had come on outside and was shining in through the window. So I peeked out the shade and found that there was no light source coming from outside. I glanced back over to Michele and the mist had dissipated a little, but it was still hanging in the air above her bed. It was at this time that I rolled over and pulled the covers up and over my head...I was still a little scared of such things at this time. The next morning I thought about asking her if she had seen anything the night before, but I decided not to. To this day she still does not know what I saw floating above her that night while she slept.
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