Saved

From: "Hermione" (flowergirl20202000@yahoo.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Richmond, Va
Source: Form Submission

When I was about 8 or 9 years old, I was @ a party where there were no children. I was bored so I went outside. There was a playground out there so I went to go swing on the swings. While I was swinging I got curious to see if I could reach the bar that the swings swung on. It was about 10 feet up but I was daring. So I climb up the chain and I reach the top. I sit there for a minute and look up at the sky.

When I looked back down there was a girl dressed in a pretty dress sitting across from me. I screamed and fell off. I waited to hit ground but I never did. Instead I found myself on my feet on the ground. Standing next to me was an older man. He looked about my grandmother's age (60). He smiled and then kissed my head.

Suddenly I heard my aunt run outside and see why I screamed. I ran to her crying and told her the story except for the part about the girl and the older man. Later when I was sitting in the den, I saw a picture to my left. It was the older man! I asked my aunt who that was. She told me it was her father, my grandfather.

Since then I never climb anywhere that is higher than my height. My grandfather saved my life once and I didn't want him to have to do it again.