Oh my sweet friends. How are you holding up so far with my 31 Days of Spook? Are you leaving the lights on at night yet? Are you watching all of the shadows behind you? Are you spooked when someone says hello to you? Snorts – if you are, buckle up those seat belts because I’ve got a great scary story for you today. This story was submitted by my friends Lassie and Benji. If you haven’t met Lassie and Benji, please visit their blog and tell them that Bacon sent you.
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This is a true story from Lassie and Benji’s mom from like 87 years ago when she was a young teenager. In the picture to the left is Murko who is mentioned in the story below. In order to say Murko’s name correctly, you have to roll the “R” in the name. Go ahead and say it a couple of times. I know you want to 🙂 So now, we are going to tell mom’s story.
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“Mommy came home from school one day and was all alone in the house. Well not totally alone, it was just her and her cat, “Murko”. There was this wicked wind blowing down the alley. Mommy lived in a twin house so the alley was just on the one side of the house. Anyway, the wind seemed to come outta no where! Mommy figured maybe a storm was coming, but she thought that was odd since she didn’t remember the weatherman mentioning a storm in the forecast.
Then Mommy heard some strange noises. It was almost like a high-pitched crying or wailing sound, but not quite. It was the wind. It was screeching as the air hit the corner of the windows while it was blowing down the alley. The high pitched screeching sounds were very short and the echo of the sounds bounced up and down the alley way. Mommy started to get an uneasy feeling.
The room went rhythmically from light to dark, almost as if it were shadows or passing clouds blocking the sunlight. Then all of the sudden a plant on the windowsill came tumbling over spilling dirt all over our dining room carpet.
Next, the curtains on the windows were flying up in the air as well — it was almost as if the curtains were dancing while flying in the air still tethered up by curtain rod. The curtains seemed to go methodically from one window to the next — floating up and down — first the dining room window curtains then the breakfast room curtains floated in the air. The pattern of the flying curtains was moving in Mommy’s direction getting closer and closer to where she was standing in the kitchen. Mommy was terrified seeing the white curtains floating in the air and seeing them headed in her direction…. and she screamed, “It’s a GHOST!”
Almost instantaneously, the cat leaped in the air like something spooked her and Mommy leaped even higher than the cat! And then all of the sudden the “storm” stopped.
Mommy thought to herself, was it really a “storm” or was the wind a sign of some evil presence or perhaps even a ghost! Mommy hurried and shut all the windows tight and clung to her cat waiting for her sibling to come home from school as well.
Mommy’s older sibling came home from school and was baffled at the sight of Mommy sitting on the floor holding her cat surrounded by the dirt all around her on the floor from the toppled over plant. Mommy told her sibling of the horrible tale of the wind and the plant and the flying curtains … and the sibling said, “What are you talking about, it wasn’t windy today!”
GULP! Maybe it was a Ghost after all!”
Piglove 