The man who lived in our home before us had died very suddenly of a heart attack at 50 so we figured it was him. He was a really nice and funny guy in life and when we moved, my mom invited him to come along but he didn't. |
We learned that every day, he'd sit at the window and have his one cigarette a day at the open window. I think he wanted mom to stop smoking which is why the ashtray would go missing. No idea why he'd steal the can opener unless it was out of pity...mom was a HORRIBLE cook!
About 5 yrs after we moved, dad ran into the new owners and he asked it anything strange happened and they laughed and said they have a ghost who opens the window and throws clothes on the floor :-)
It's the whole oooh ahhh thing where ghosts are appearing and telling you things I question. Most people I've met who have a ghost story are a lot like mine and your grandparents stories.
"Be nice to each other ... play fair." Colleen's last words on Survivor