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Three
Figures by the Woods
by Brenda
In July, 1994, I was visiting with my mother at her home in the country. At around 10 p.m., I went out the front door to get some clothing from my motor home, which was parked about 50 feet from the side of her home. As I walked, I glanced to the left, down at the edge of the woods near the back of the house, and thought I saw three figures. The only way I can describe them is they looked like three figures in varying heights, each covered with a grey-white material. I told myself that was only the moon shining through the trees, and continued on. However, when I came back by, I looked again, more closely, and they were still there. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
When I got back into the house, I laughingly said, "Mother, there are ghosts out there." Mother said, "Well, let's just go and look." When we got out there, they were still there, and this time I somehow felt they knew we were looking at them. (Mother later told me she felt the same way.) They never moved, but the longer I looked the more I felt they were very aware of us. "I'm getting out of here!" Mother said suddenly, a frightened look on her face, then she turned and ran into the house. I, still unable to actually believe what I was seeing and feeling, stood for a minute and thought about going down to look closer, but an eerie feeling came over and I, too, ran into the house.
What is so strange is when we got in the house, we closed the blinds to the back of the house and didn't go out on the deck where we could get a better view, and neither of us remembers talking about it after we got in the house. We just sat down (we think) and watched TV the rest of the evening. The strange thing is, neither of us could remember what we watched on TV, or what we talked about or anything.
A few days later, Mother and I discussed it, and told other family members, but we don't understand why we called no one that night nor talked about it for the rest of the evening.
About a week later, my brother came to visit, and we all went down to the edge of the woods to show him where the figures had been and saw that there was a huge circular yellow burned-out place where the figures had been. All of the grass was green in that area, except for the circular yellow burned-looking spot, which was about six feet across.
We have talked about it many times since then, but neither Mother nor I can understand why we didn't talk about it the evening after it happened nor can remember what we did the rest of the evening or what the figures were. And we still can't.
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