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Sunday, November 14, 2010

Belated Ghost Story

Since my computer was declared dead on Halloween, I was unable to post it on my blog. I was fortunate enough to get my data back and a spunky new computer, so I decided to share the story I had already written. This was for Quinn's Boo-Fest.

Have I seen a ghost? My cousin says I have. I hardly remember it, which is kind of freaky.
She and I were staying in Bournemouth, England, and shared a studio room with two beds. I was so freaked out by insects, that I insisted we always kept the windows shut, and we planted b-vitamin pills everywhere + we had a mosquito sound repellant and an electricity thingy to keep them away. What can I say? I‘m from Iceland.
Does that have anything to do with the ghost? Absolutely not, but it made the air stuffy in the room that night. My cousin, Thora (yes, female for “Thor”), told me the morning after that I’d freaked out in the night, and she’s not one to make something like this up. Apparently it went something like this:
The bedcovers lay heavily on my chest as I slept. I dreamt of the wolf in the green hill behind my parents’ house…where there is no actual green hill. Not to mention that there are no wolves in Iceland. Anyway. The wolf just looked at me, as always, and then walked away.
I stirred in my sleep, kicking the covers loose. I turned to the side and my eyes opened a crack. A teenage girl sat on the edge of Thora’s bed. She wore a grey, sleeveless dress; it looked like it was made of wool. Her white shirt underneath shone in the moonlight behind her. She stared straight at me with her moon-like face.
I bolted up in my bed. She just sat there with no particular expression. What was she doing in our room?
“Thora,” I whined. My heart thudded against my chest. It couldn’t be a ghost! I didn’t want to see a ghost! I’d always been so afraid to see one!
“Thora, Thora, Thora!” I called when she didn’t wake up.
Thora jerked awake and raised herself up. “What is it?”
“There’s a girl over there!” I said, pointing at the girl, who just sat and watched me. “Go away!” I whined.
“What are you talking about,” Thora said, turning to see. “There’s no one there.”
I looked at Thora. She didn’t look scared, she just looked tired, her voice all sleepy. I looked back at the end of her bed to prove her wrong, but the girl was gone.
I don’t remember at what point I fell asleep again. When I woke in the morning, I just barely remembered the girl.
I hardly remember her at all today. In fact, I’d forgotten all about her until I saw her again last night.

Okay, I didn’t see her again last night, but you have to end a story with a punch. I’d really forgotten all about her until my cousin mentioned that I’d seen a ghost when we were talking about ghosts (Icelanders do that a lot). And yes, she’s absolutely sure that I was awake and not sleep-seeing/walking.

Freaky? Absolutely!

I just had to add one more thing. I was such a chicken when it came to finding a photo for this. I scrolled down once when I looked up the word "ghost" and then there were pictures of ghosts from horror movies that I never watch. Ugh. Now I can't get this one picture out of my mind. I ended up x-ing the browser and found an innocent picture of Jennifer Love Hewitt. Enjoy.


  1. Freaky all right! What a strange vision. Who was she? You turned it into a nice little story and I liked the dialogue in it.

    Glad your computer is back in action. Enjoy..:)

  2. Fascinating tale, and loved the reference to insect repellent in England! :0)

  3. Thanks girls. I have no idea who she was. I probably should have asked around or checked the local history, but I was so young back then and didn't even consider it. If this would have happened today, I would have gone straight to the local library the next morning.

  4. Oooh, creepy. A good ghost story is welcome any time of year as far as I'm concerned.

    P.S. - Love the new pic!

  5. eek! Scary. I can relate, I saw a ghost when I was 19. I saw it twice in the same night, and it tried to hold my hand.

  6. Ooh, spooky! That's a great story to have up your sleeve :)


  7. Thanks girls, and thanks Lisa. I decided I look better in black and white ^.^

  8. Glad you got your story up. Like Lisa said, a ghost story is good anytime of year.

    I've only once seen a ghost that was in a fully human form and recognizable. It was my grandfather -- I saw him twice actually. But it was the middle of the day both times I saw him. I don't know how I'd react to waking up in the middle of the night to see a ghost there watching me.

    Freaky. Love it.

  9. I'm glad you posted this. It's never too late. My sister reminds me of things that happened to me when I was younger, so I can relate. The girl on the bed is spooky. Why do they just stare? That's what I want to know when I see them. Well done. I liked the ending of seeing her again last night. That was great!

  10. I know! They just sit and watch, it's freaky. And Quinn, I so wouldn't want to be you! I drive myself crazy sometimes with my overactive imagination (when I walked down the hall earlier, I kept picturing your wall-shadow so much that I kept pushing the elevator button! Like that helps...). Anyway, one and a half times is enough (yes, there was this half time, where I only sensed one), but I wouldn't this to be on regular basis! I suppose some people would get used to it (like grandma).