Today is day 5 of 31 Days of Halloween and today I have author C.R. Garmen. She is sharing her own personal Ghost Story with us. But before I let C.R. tell us her story let's get to know her a little better.
C.R. Garmen developed her passion for writing at a young age. Starting with retelling the three little pigs, she went on to dream big of being an author one day.
Born and raised in the suburbs of Detroit, she is very close to her family, especially her little siblings who light up her world and continue to support and fuel her passion for telling stories.
Jack of all trades, master of none; C.R. Garmen dabbles in every genre, finding that each one is just a new challenge to explore and take on. Right now she is featured in an anthology called Fantasies of a Housewife, available on amazon and smashwords, and hopes to have her first novel out before the end of the year.
My Ghost Story:
Happy Month of Halloween everyone! Right now I am obsessed with ghosts, so I thought it would be cool to share some of my personal experiences with all of you. Yep, I have a ghost story and it started when I was born…
The day I was brought home from the hospital I was put in the same room as my mom because she was afraid I would cry and she wouldn’t hear me. It was really late when she suddenly woke up to an unexplainable eerie feeling. I had yet to wake up which made her worry since I had been sleeping peacefully for hours now. As she sat up to check on me a figure in the open doorway caught her eye. A tall, large man poked his head inside, smiled and said, “just checking on the baby” before suddenly disappearing. The man was her grandfather who had died years before in the same house that we were now living in. As startling as it was, the incident was brushed off until I was about three or four. I had my first invisible friend. He helped me reaching my glass in the middle of the table since my arms were too short; he played blocks and baby dolls with me, and always made me feel safe. I guess I never realized that an object being lifted up by my ‘friend’ wasn’t normal to others, haha. My grandma witnessed the cup being slid to me, and though I knew who was doing it, she couldn’t see him and kind of flipped out…
One day I wanted to draw a picture of my friend and ended up showing it to mom. It shocked her to say the least. She ran to her room and pulled out one of the only pictures of grandpa left and asked me if that was my friend. It actually made me upset that she had a picture of him, because he was MY friend, and was around to play with me. Grandpa obviously meant no harm, so the fact that he was a ghost was disregarded. He was a part of our family, and we treated him as such until I grew older and didn’t need my invisible friend to get through the scary first day of school anymore.
We don’t believe he is completely gone. There are a group of really old dolls on our entertainment unit that like to move into various poses or positions; and we’ve had lights suddenly turn off late at night for no reason. I believe he is just checking up on us, like he has always done.
Well as much as I would love to keep prattling on and share more experiences with you, I think it is time for me to pack my bags and get ready to leave. Maybe next time, huh? This was fun, thank you so much for having me!
Thank you C.R. for sharing your Ghost Story with us.
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