Today when visiting with friends this experience of mine came up so I’m reblogging the old blog post. Some stories are like that. This one is a tad spooky.
Every now and again I am reminded of the sensation of something unexplainable. It may have gone unnoticed, but it didn’t. In a way it is comforting to know that I wasn’t the only one who had experienced the visit.
The paranormal program was on late night television and I was going about my business of doing laundry and washing dishes. Walking through the family room I was stopped in my tracks as it was a program about the bed and breakfast that my niece and I had stayed at when making a quick trip to see my son in a university play.
The play was outrageous. My son was both the director and an actor in the production. We enjoyed ourselves despite the rather bizarre theatrical experience. Anyway, my level-headed niece had a little time off from her own studies and was willing to go along with me to see the show…
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