The Oh, Hello and I have one spooky story for you today and our story comes from August the 7th 2024 and today's story comes from Donna.

I grew up terrified of everything paranormal but that didn't stop me from being interested in it.

From the Loch Ness monster to UFOs, to spontaneous human combustion,

whatever it was, I believed in it all. I just didn't want to ever witness or experience it myself.

Ghosts were the supernatural beings that scared me the most. My belief in them was no doubt

reinforced by my spooky aunt Ernestine, who along

with her husband Emmett and their daughter Carol, lived in a haunted house less than a mile

away from my childhood home.

Ernestine's stories were terrifying to me.

Stories such as ghost children jumping up and down on the bed.

Emmett waking up to feel cold feet in the bed next to him, feet which were not Ernestine's,

or Carol seeing the shower handles turn by themselves, spraying her with water when she was taking a bath.

And it wasn't just them. The previous family that lived there so the story went fled in the middle of the night and

never went back to get their things. Suffice to say I was not comfortable visiting their house. If ghosts were real, as I supposed they must be based on her stories, I definitely didn't want to come into close proximity. I didn't ever see a

ghost at Ernestine's house, but unfortunately I haven't entirely avoided them.

After hearing you reading my blimp story on mini episode 331 and giving you the ick,

I decided to make it up to you by sending you stories that are not UFO related.

So here are my only three personal ghost stories, presented chronologically from my childhood to early adulthood to middle

age.

All are as accurate as I can recall, but the names have all been changed for privacy.

That said, here are my stories.

The Flying Specter.

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