Sailor Girl

From: Chaka Ivey (chakalatia@yahoo.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Vallejo.Ca.
Source: Form Submission

Here is a picture of my twins, I was standing on the right center, what that is, which looks like a hand reaching out to my babies, I do not know, but I do believe. See, my twins seem to see things and talk to and play with these things only when they are getting their picture taken. One time my son, whose in the picture, started saying, "Mommy look, it's nose", and pointed to the ceiling fan and then he started giving someone five, but jumping up in the air to do it, and he ran down the hall giggling and laughing saying "Nooooo", he always says that when he is having fun, I don't know why. But I believe it is my babies I aborted, my Grandmother whom I barely knew or various other folks in my family who have passed on and are watching over my 4 kids. The thing is, no one else in my family has this going on with their children? My twins were preemie at birth, born on my birthday 2 months early, I brought them home at 3 lbs each. They for almost being three are so intelligent and polite. But my son seems to get all of the attention from these things he sees while taking pictures, maybe because he is the only boy? But this picture, I guess they were really trying to get in there. I have had numerous incounters with ghosts, one I'll share right now. I had a dream that my Auntie told me that this place that was abondoned needed to be cleaned and I could get paid for it if I cleaned it cause no one else would go in there, when I asked her why, she just said that it was real dirty and no one had the time to do all that work alone in one day. So I asked my mom, although I was 21 in my dream and the age I was when I had it, I am almost 26 now. Well, I am cleaning this house, and yes it was dirty and big. But someone left in a hurry, every room was still as it was or had been before the occupants left. There was a girls room and a boys room and the parents room and it was a really nice homely house. But then I noticed that there were markings on the floor and back then I did not watch Forensic Files and New Detectives, I did not know why there were sketches of people on the ground, so I called my Aunt and asked her what that was. So she finally said to me, four kids died there, but no one knows who killed them, I asked her how they had died and she said, that they were all butchered to death, some in pieces. I almost lost my breath. When I was getting ready to leave the house cause I was so scared, this girl told me not to go, I was like, what the *%#@. I said, you know I don't know about you and where you came from, but if your looking to clean the house, I would just leave it be, let it be as is. She said to me, no, you do not understand, I used to live here, I was one of the kids. And she looked so real, only pale and as you would say, ghostly. She had long brown hair and she was wearing a sailor dress, not old, but not in style either, like she wore it just for picture day or something. And she said i am 12, my older brother is 14 and I have a sister who is 6 and another brother 9, then all these forms started to appear, her siblings! They said they were lonely and mad and could not leave the human world cause they died a horrible death and their murder is not solved. I saidk, well, why do you come to me, and tell me all of this. She says, because I think you are special. She said, my mother and my step-father killed us, to collect the life insurance. She said, somehow my Auntie who is passed scared my mother to death in the night and she died in her sleep, but my step-father had vanished and we know where he is, she said if you tell the police and we give you the evidence that you need, money will rain down on you and you will not have to be poor anymore and go through what you are going through at home, for I had an abusive husband. I woke up, shaking and crying and had to go pee, I got up to go down the hall to use the bathroom and in between the two bedrooms is the staircase which leads down to my front door, the bathroom was on the end hall, a closet on the other end. So I'm going down th e hall and I swear to my name that this white girl at the 11th top step, cause there were 13, which is an unlucky number, and I got married on friday the 13th...okay anyway she was wearing her hair in a red ribbon in a ponytail on her head and a sailor dress. She was holding her arm out to me and I did not scream I just ran back in the room and got my husband to go to the bathroom with me who by the way was not supportive. But I have not had that dream since and I have not gotten rich, maybe I should have asked her what she wanted me to do at 2 in the morning, then I would not be in the same situations I am in now? In numerous pictures after that, my sister has took, there seems to be some form following me, and now my children, but they seem to be nice, hopefully?

Thanks for reading my long story

Chaka Ivey

P.s. My picture could not be attached.