We have several stories from someone who has experienced some mysterious events in

her life.

Today she'll share stories about a loved one who passed, along with other tales of

strange and sometimes traumatic encounters.

My name is Latisha and this is my scary story.

I was about five or six years old and my mom took me to, it was like luckies kind

of what a rouses now or whatever.

And I was very distinctive that there was this older Caucasian man with a long beard

and he had this like weird hat kind of chubby and just looked like he wasn't from the

town we were in.

Now like I said, a group in San Diego we live near a military base.

So there's distinctive nationalities that live in this area.

And what I mean like he stood out is because he had these cowboy boots and the cowboy

hat and not that because people can't wear it.

It was just rough looking.

I was little just wandering around and looking for, I think it was like toys or

candy and my mom was just like I shot away from me so she could see me.

Well, I was a pinion tension and I was just looking up and I just robbed a hand thinking

it was my mother's.

So I'm walking along the like the aisle thinking that it's hers.

And we stop and I hear my mom call my name and I looked up and it was this man.

And I was just like stood there frozen and my mom comes around.

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