This is a real ghost stories online extra.

This is Tiki calling again from Women's in Delaware.

I just happen to be up right now listening to your show, and I see that we're featured on

Cycle Man, me and my son go after.

So I was just compelled to just tell this story.

Before I tell this story, please don't judge me, Tony and Jenny.

I was so young at the time and did a lot of dumb things.

But, like, I'm 42 years old now, so I'm, you know, older.

But this happened when I was about 17.

17, I was kind of a rebellious kid, but I just had Walter.

So he was about three months old, and I lived with my aunt.

And I used to call her my mom, because she was just like such a, like a motherly figure to me more so than an aunt.

But at that time, her father was sick and he came to stay with us.

Now, my, you, I didn't really know too much about Alzheimer's then,

but I just knew that he was coming to stayed with us because he had Alzheimer's.

Okay, everything was fine at first until the sickness started to progress,

and he became, to me, like, almost like a pain in my bottom because the things he would do,

like he had this cane.

I just remember him having this wooden cane that he walked with.

And he, if we were sitting near him or we walked by, he'd just swing the cane and hit us in our legs or our back or our knees or wherever that cane landed is where it landed and I mean he'd be really

swinging it's not like oh he's just tapping you with it no he's swinging it like he's

swinging for the land of braids or just the Orioles or anything I don't know it was just like

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