Mysterious Woman

Name:            Christine Casey
Email:           GenSai1195@hotmail.com
Location:        My parent's home
Type:            Ghost
Date:            Tuesday, August 15, 2000
Time:            03:53 PM

My bedroom in my parent's home used to belong to my Great Aunt Rose (RoRo as we called her she is deceased, and has been for a number of years). The room is on the complete opposite side of the house as all the rest and has its own stairway. Needless to say I was secluded. If someone was at my stairs, I clearly heard them.

One morning I found myself woken by a woman calling out my name. At first it seemed very, very loud and I figured it was my mother or sister calling for me. I got out of bed, angry at being woken up, and opened my door. As I yelled "What?" no one answered. I, frustrated at this point, walked down my stairs calling out "What?" When I got to the first floor of the house there was no one in sight. Confused I walked to the basement and again found no one. I went up the other stairs to the other second floor and again found no one. I looked in the yard and for my family member's cars, there was no one home. Convincing myself that I was dreaming I went back to bed.

As I lay in my bed with my back turned to the rest of the room and my face towards the wall I again heard my name being yelled loudly. I froze because I knew no one was there. Let me tell you I have goose bumps even now!! I couldn't even turn around in my room. I almost started crying because I realized that the voice was not so familiar to me. As I lay there frozen and staring at the wall completely awake The voice came closer to me and I heard the woman clearly say "sshhh" as if to comfort me. I felt a petting on my hair near my ear. The room filled with an immense energy and then it was gone. Just as fast as it had happened it had disappeared.

That room has never felt the same to me again. There is a sense of energy in the room that was not there before. A sense that you are not alone. When anyone walks into the room they always say to me how strange they feel all of a sudden. People refuse to sleep in that room, except me. For some reason as scared as I was at that moment when the woman touched me my body relaxed and I started to cry. I finally brought myself to turn around and found no one there. I cried until my mother and sister came home.

To this day I believe that the woman was my RoRo coming back to comfort me. Coming to tell me that she was there and that she was beside me. The real irony is that at that time I was going through a very difficult time in my life and was feeling rather hopeless. That morning has changed my outlook. Whatever it was I have a new outlook on life and the afterlife.