Today was a day of ghost stories. As I was walking into work today, there were some boys sitting on the Y deck. I was talking to Jobi who told me that he saw a ghost last night standing on the tractor down the street from the Y. It was a man who disappeared when he noticed Jobi saw him. Jobi was so afraid he biked away as fast as he could. I told this story to JR when he came into work and he told me a ghost story of his own. Him and his sister were smoking a cigarette at Blondie's house (who happens to live kiddy corner across the street from the staff house). Him and his sister looked up to see a shimmer fly overhead. JR described the spirit like creature from the movie, Predator. It was invisible, but you could still see it. The spirit had wings like a stingray but a human body. All was silent except for the rustling of its wings. The weird thing is that two police men in Eagle Butte have seen the same spirit jumping from roof to roof of buildings off Main Street. I asked JR who or what he thought it was and he said "I don't know, but something's out there."
AuthorLife begins at the end of your comfort zone. -Neale Donald Walsch ArchivesCategories |