Ghost Stories Apr 2000

This ghost story was sent in by Sherry:

My great aunt took my great grandparents into her home during WWII. They lived out the remainder of their lives in her home. The only recolection that I have of my great grandmother (Granny) is of her as a stroke patient, lying in bed in the front room of this house. She died when I was 8 years old. As an adult, I moved into this house while my aunt was in the nursing home. Any of the family that would talk about it, agreed that Granny's spirit was still in the house. She seemed to be upstairs, and we generally avoided the area. On a sunny afternoon I was hanging out clothes, my 2 year old playing in the basket. Glancing at the upstairs window, I saw her. Standing in the window was Granny. She was dressed in a small print dress (tan with a black design). Her hair was combed back neatly in a bun, and glasses in place. Her appearence was that of a living being, not transparent. It was very clear to me by the expression on her face that she was not happy about my being there. It was all I could do to pick up my son and get out of there.! Later I talked to my cousin about it. We decided that she was probably angry, because my aunt was no longer in the house. When my aunt died a couple of months later, the house seemed to be clear of all extra spirits.