Ghosts I've Met (Part 1 of 4)

By Dave Powell

Tales of True Haunts

Half a century later, the mysterious armoire that was in the basement when we moved in, and the small secret room that I found near the furnace, are surely long gone. But what about the freezing terror spot in the basement floor? Or the pummeling night fists? Or the apparitions? They’d be harder to renovate away . . . (Powell Family Photo)
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We all believe in ghosts at Halloween. The very idea of them gives us delightful tingles. But after the holiday ends, those whose physical senses have never admitted anything even vaguely supernatural into their “view of reality" stop believing in spooks.
But others continue believing long after the final doorbell rings and the last candy drops into a child’s trick-or-treat bag. These folks’ senses have admitted the “other side” (or whatever you want to call it) into their world view.
I’m one of them. I’ve faced ghosts... and actually, still do.

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Ghosts I've Met (Part 1 of 4)