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Visitor
"Turn over slowly," says Ailz. "And tell me what you see."
We're in bed. We've been in bed ten minutes or so. It's just past midnight.
I turn over. "Where?" I ask.
"About level with my shoulder."
I can't see anything and I say so. "What am I supposed to see?"
"There's a shadow. I was looking at the wall and suddenly the darkness got darker. And there's movement inside it."
"You think we've got a visitor?"
"Yes. You really can't see it?"
"No. But then I never can."
Bah; I find it really frustrating. I'm the one who's interested in ghosts- the true believer- but I never see a thing.
Shortly after she'd drawn my attention to it, the shape faded. I don't think this house is haunted; we don't have any permanent, unlisted residents; but we do get these visitors from time to time. Ailz never sees enough detail to identify them, but there was no feeling of menace or hostility- there never is (we have protection in place)- so I guess it was a friend.
I'd love to know who...
We're in bed. We've been in bed ten minutes or so. It's just past midnight.
I turn over. "Where?" I ask.
"About level with my shoulder."
I can't see anything and I say so. "What am I supposed to see?"
"There's a shadow. I was looking at the wall and suddenly the darkness got darker. And there's movement inside it."
"You think we've got a visitor?"
"Yes. You really can't see it?"
"No. But then I never can."
Bah; I find it really frustrating. I'm the one who's interested in ghosts- the true believer- but I never see a thing.
Shortly after she'd drawn my attention to it, the shape faded. I don't think this house is haunted; we don't have any permanent, unlisted residents; but we do get these visitors from time to time. Ailz never sees enough detail to identify them, but there was no feeling of menace or hostility- there never is (we have protection in place)- so I guess it was a friend.
I'd love to know who...
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