Ghost Ping!!!
I was laying there with my son cradled in my arms when I heard noises toward the kitchen, I thought, "Oh great! A mouse must be in a cabinet messing around the metal pans."
So I sat up to glance into the kitchen, when I saw something in front of the tv. It was a man, dressed in what I believe to be a late 1880's double breasted medium blue cavalry uniform or possibly a union uniform, with those gold shoulder straps that hang down under the arm, a belt and a sword in it's scabbard?. His matching blue hat was one of those that has the depression in the top and the rim of the hat on either side turned up. His hat had gold braids around the bottom of the crown? of the hat with two tassles hanging to each side in front and two gold swords crossed on the front part above the gold braid and tasles.
He had greyish hair, a greyish beard and mustache and the most piercing blue eyes I've ever seen.
When I first saw him, I could see the tv through him but then he solidified more and looked as real as could be.
He told me something through his eyes, not verbally, and I nodded my head, in my mind saying to him "yes, I understand." But I don't remember what else he told me except that everything would be ok.
I was only scared at first then somehow for some reason I wasn't scared of him but comforted by him.
After I nodded my head and mentally told him that I understood, I laid back down. He then slowly faded out.
Then that darn noise started up in the kitchen again so I sat up again and turned to look that way again.
What I saw was the wide dark face of an American Indian looking into the bay window that was in the kitchen above the sink and cabinet area. He had a huge smile on his face and scared me half to death.
I grabbed my son and started yelling for my husband as I was running to the beginning of the hallway towards our bedroom. I stopped and turned around to look and that person was still staring at me through the window with that huge smile on his face until he saw my husband reach me, then he disappeared.
The next morning I went out to investigate where I had seen the face of the American Indian and sure enough, by getting up on the tongue of the mobile home and leaning on the metal so that one can see into the house through the bay window, it made the same sound that had woken me in the first place and made me sit up and look the second time.
The property has been in the family since the early 1900's at the very least. I can only surmise that my Cavalry soldier was either an ancestor of mine or just a Union soldier killed either during some of the Civil War action that might have happened out this way or was a Cavalry man from the Indian Wars that went on out here in western Oklahoma.
So I figure it was the ghost of an ancestor or Cavalry man warning me of a peeping tom and possible intruder who might have meant to do harm to us.
Even George Custer traveled around in this area and up and down the Washita River. They usually traveled and were stationed at many of the different forts like "Camp Supply", which is Fort Supply now, to Fort Cobb and on down south but patrolled all over Indian Territory. They even patrolled the South Canadian River and my Grandmother used to tell me about the Indian village pretty near the South Canadian...maybe about a mile from our town.
I've never had another experience quite like that again.
Oh, we bought my grandmother's house after she passed away. On the one year anniversary of her death (we didn't realize the date signifigance until hours later), my daughter was sweeping her room and the hallway.
While she was sweeping the hallway, "something" told her to turn around and look behind her. She did and found that where she'd plugged the sweeper into the outlet it was on fire. So she turned the sweeper off and ran and got me. When she turned the sweeper off, the fire went out so there was only minor damage to sweeper cord, electrical switch and smoke on the bathroom wall. She was freaked out about whatever or whomever told her to look behind her and about the fire.
Another time I was at the doctor's office and my daughter was home alone talking on the phone to her best friend. She heard someone (whom she said sounded like me) calling her name out loud several times. She thought I was back and looked around the house but I wasn't here yet.
What was really strange was that the friend on the phone heard the voice calling for my daughter, too. Both of them were freaked out and my daughter was so scared she was getting ready to go to her friend's house when I got home.
These are true stories.
Happy Halloween!!