Organization: Penn State University
Date: Tue, 10 Nov 1992 20:14:01 EST
From: Andrea Greca <AGG102@psuvm.psu.edu>
Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories
Subject: My second story

Hi all.  As promised, I have another true story to relate, this time it's some
thing that happened to me personally about 2 1/2 years ago while I was going
to Kent State University.

It was early spring semester, and a friend of mine was going through a really
bad time in her personal life.  She invited me over to eat Ho Ho's & drink milk
and generally goof off and talk, try to get her mind off her problems, stuff
like that.  Well, I went, and we sat around and talked, turned on her t.v., and
 ended up watching an old episode of the Twilight Zone.  After the show was
over, we began talking about strange and eerie things, stuff we'd heard from
other people, stuff we'd experienced ourselves and so on.  I had made some
comment that while I beieved that ghosts and similar things were possible, I
couldn't *really* believe it till I had seen something myself.

A short time later, Joanne's (my friend) roommate came home.  I had never met
her before, but she sat down and joined in our conversation about the wierd and
bizarre.

Now, as we sat there, Joanne and I were sitting facing her roommate, who was
seated on her bed, leaning against the wall, next to her bed was the door.  We
had our backs to the window, and it was about 9-10 pm.  As we sat there talking
to this girl, I noticed that she was *glowing*  By this I mean that there was
a  distinct bluish-yellow "halo" around her, following the shape of her body at
about 1-2 inches above her.  Every once and awhile the glow would rise up, move
slightly to one side or the other, then return to it's former postiton around
her body.  I tried holding my eyes open and not blinking, I tried blinking, but
the glow was still there, no matter what I did.

Needless to say, I was a bit thrown by this, but I sat and talked like nothing
was out of the ordinary.  "Hillary" (the roommate, for lack of a better name,
since I cannot remember her real name)  soon stood up and left the room to make
a cup of tea.  After she left, I debated with myself whether or not I should
say anything to Joanne about this, but finally decided to say something.

"Joanne, you're gonna think I'm crazy...but when we were talking to Hillary I
saw her..."  Just then she interrupted me with "Don't say anything more...
I saw it too."

We talked about it, and came up with similar descriptions of the glow around
Hillary, the way it moved and so on.   It was obvious we had seen pretty much
the same thing.  We debated wether or not to say anything to Hillary when she
came back, and decided that we might as well say something, since we'd all been
talking about the occult we figured she couldn't think we were *that* crazy.

She came back in, sat down, and I told her (in a slightly embarrased and
tentative way) that we had seen her glowing while we'd been talking to her.
(and she was still glowing when she came back in)  Her response was
"oh, you can see it?" it this very nonchalant voice.

Now I must tell you, I don't know which freaked me out more, my friend
interrupting me to tell me that she'd seen the glow too or Hillary saying in a
pleasntly suprised voice "oh, you can see it."

Hillary procced to explain that she and a friend of hers had been using a ouija
board for several months and had been regularly contacting the "spirit" of a
young Englishman she called Sid, who was "hitching a ride" with her, so to
speak.  Apparently Sid and her friend had some kind of odd, hopeless romantic
relationship, and he usually "hitched" with her, but that this evening they had
had a fight (or something) and he went with Hillary.  She told us that he was
very happy that Joanne and I could see him, as most people could not.  She then
 asked us if we'd like to talk with him.

Once again I was kind of shaken, but I said ok, as did Joanne.  Now, I must
admit that I didn't know this girl, and she may have been faking, but what
happened next seemed real, and Joanne seemed to believe her as well, and she
had been living with her for a semester and a half.  Her head drooped down for
a second, and when she looked up again, her whole demeanor changed from fairly
outgoing, "normal" and direct to being very withdrawn and shy.  Her voice
lowered and she was speaking with an english accent that didn't sound faked.
Her mannerisims were different, and so on.

We spoke to Sid for about half an hour or so, give or take about 15 minutes.
He told us some things about his life, how he died, when he died and so on.  He
told me my aura was violet.  Eventually he decided to leave and Hillary "came
back."  Shortly afterwards I said my goodbyes and left.

Sid was not unpleasant or violent, he did not seem "evil" in any way, but I was
 very shaken by what i saw and heard that night.  I guess in a way, I got my  w
uish...I saw something that I couldn't expalin with my very own eyes.
Until later
Andrea
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