In The Company Of Good Spirits (standard:Ghost stories, 1279 words)
Author: Peter Addo	Added: Nov 01 2002	Views/Reads: 3367/2303	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A Fantastic Ghost Story

I am going to tell you a  wonderful  and an intriguing story you will
find  hard to believe. .I assure you,  it  is a  true story  and you 
can check  it  up if you have the time , the nerve and the inclination 
to do so.  Let me warn you that it will take a strong and iron nerve to 
even begin this  story .  This  may sound at first to be nothing but a  
wild superstitious tale , believe me it is  not.  Like the air we 
breathe   I believe that we have always been surrounded by unseen and 
wonderful spirits and we will still be in the company of these good 
spirits even in the next millennium. However, there are many people who 
do not believe that we are constantly being watched over by the spirits 
of dear departed, family and friends. The practice and belief of paying 
respect to the dear departed has been rooted in many cultures since 
time began. There are therefore many who fear that without the proper 
respect these spirits will be angered thereby taking vengeance upon 
individuals families and whole communities. These beliefs are so rooted 
in society that they  have persisted to the present and will persist 
and will remain part of society even into the next millennium inspire 
of all our science and technology But I do believe that there are 
forces and things which even science cannot explain  to our  complete 
satisfaction. Take for example the days after  our dear friend  Doc 
died.  One night  we were minding our own business.  After supper we 
watched the local news and then the world news.  Before  watching our 
favorite show  of the night, my wife and I, both seemed to hear 
something like water flushing in the bathroom in the master bedroom  A 
thorough investigation found nothing wrong with any of the fixtures in 
the bathroom.  We, therefore, ignored it.  Now this was in the month of 
November. This incident happened several times in the coming days and 
soon it caught our attention for some obvious reason.  Although we had 
not told each other , during each of these occurrences both of us 
experienced an awareness that there was another presence with us each 
time.  The bizarre thing was that we both had the same feeling that our 
friend, Doc, was with us each time.  How could that be?  Both of us 
knew that Doc had passed away and yet we were both sure that Doc was 
right there with us trying to communicate with us. Doc was no ordinary 
friend .  He was more like one of the family and we considered him as a 
member of our family.  He was a gentle and a loving soul with the most 
engaging and infectious smile.  He was always ready to be of help to 
anyone in need; furthermore he had a very dry but sweet sense of humor. 
 Doc always wore a bowtie and that became his own personal trademark  
Doc and Mins were so alike that folks teased them and called them 
twins.  They would just smile.  Doc and his sweet wife, Mins were more 
like our second parents.  They had no children of their own, so we 
understood how their love was so real, deep, and genuine.  Our family 
loved Doc and his wife, Mins, very much.  Throughout the years both of 
them were there for us through thick and thin and they celebrated every 
holiday with our family, Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter, Fourth of 
July Cookouts, Labor day cookouts, and all other intimate family 
occasions.  They were both there like two loving grandparents when each 
of our children were born.  They continued to be intimately involved 
with them from birth to college and beyond.  They loved our children 
and showered them with very expensive gifts at all times. 

But Doc died before Thanksgiving  that year.  Naturally he and his wife
Mins were expected to have Thanksgiving Dinner with us with all our 
friends as we had for several years in the past and we were looking 
forward to a great time with Doc and his wonderful sweet jokes and 
engaging smile.  This was never to be sadly, unexpectedly, and suddenly 
Doc passed away. Therefore, after several of these incidents could not 
be explained even by the plumbers who came to check the situation in 
the particular bathroom, naturally we tried to overlook the occurrences 
and ignore the whole thing.  To our dismay this was easier said than 
done since the bathroom continued to flush by itself.  This continued 
until one evening when the flushing occurred  and disturbed our sleep. 
My wife and I both got out of bed and went to the bathroom to 
investigate.  Suddenly we both felt aware of another presence in the 
room with us. We actually felt it and then both of us  said, “YOU ARE 
HERE ARE YOU NOT DOC?”, as if we were both possessed with the ability 
to sense something before it happens.  It was there and then that we 
both actually said it out loud that Doc was the spirit with us.  We 
realized that Doc was really with us.  And so I did what my mother had 
taught me long ago, to be strong. So without any hesitation and fear I  
said, “COME ON DOC WE HEAR YOU. BUT IT IS LATE AND YOU KNOW WE HAVE TO 
GO TO WORK TOMMOROW.  MOREOVER YOU ARE SCARING THE CHILDREN, ABOUT YOUR 
WIFE, MINS, SHE IS GOING TO BE ALLRIGHT.  SHE WILL BE HERE FOR 
THANSGIVING AND CHRISTMAS LIKE ALWAYS.  YOU CAN GO AWAY NOW DOC.  DON'T 


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