Your True Tales
May 2006 – Page 21

Mom's Wraith
by Bob

I worked for 16 years as a night custodian for a high school, and one of my areas to clean was a two-story building. It was wintertime in 1992, about 7:00 p.m. I was upstairs, had the radio playing and was vacuuming the carpet.

I was in the middle of the room when all of a sudden there was no sound. As I looked up toward the door, I saw my mother standing at the doorway with her arms stretched out and crying. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them... and she was gone... and the vacuum cleaner and the radio were both on.

So I put everything away and went to my parents' house to check on them. They were alright. My mom passed away in 1993. Till this day I don't know why this happened.

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