March 2006 Page 13
by Laura Schopplein
My grandmother has a cabin in a wooded area in the north. I have witnessed a couple of strange occurances there. The first, I was a teenager, with my cousins, through marriage. We were sitting on a bed telling ghost stories with the light off. I happened to glance at the pile of clothes and things by the wall, and what I saw there took my breath away. I know I stuttered. I asked if anyone else could see what I saw. There in the air was a doll, the expensive, China doll type. I asked to have the light turned on, but nobody else could see the doll. I thought maybe there was a doll there that the moonlight was somehow shining on. When they turned on the light, there was no doll anywhere in the room. They all thought I was nuts.
Years later, my brother moved into the cabin with his wife and her three daughters. My boyfriend and I went to visit them a few days before my brothers wife's birthday. One of her daughters was very excited about what she had bought her mother, and dragged me into the bedroom to show me. When she opened the box, I got a cold chill and lost my breath. "Oh my God!" I proclaimed, to which she answered, "I know isn't it beautiful?" I stopped for a moment, not really listening to her, but asking her where she had gotten the doll. She told me she bought it uptown; it was the last one.
It was the same one I had seen in the very bedroom where her mom and my brother slept. She placed it on here dresser, not so far off from I had seen it originally so many years before.
you have a paranormal tale to tell?