What our most haunted places really mean.....

[liberalitch]

They teach us things that sometimes we don't learn until later...
The house is not tthere any more, but when I was a kid there was this huge pre-civil war era house on a point near my house. Although the doors and windows were mostly broken out and boarded, we played on the huge porch and in the yard.... some of us had seen things through the windows, but you know kids...
One day (late fall, almost dark, sun hitting the back of the house and the water) i was running around the back of the house and i saw a woman standing in the kitchen window.
She was black, had her head "wrapped", was wearing a red calico print blouse and was drying her hands on a towel/rag. she was looking out over the water with the sadest, most alone, "I want to be some where and someone else" look on her face that I had ever seen. I knew that she was a... well not there then, but it was not until I was an adult until I understood the dynamics of slavery and of just what it means to feel that way.

[YellowRubberDuckie]

1. That's really interesting.

Stories like yours convinces me that there's an afterlife, and for some people, they don't know they're not alive anymore. And it's sad. She probably sees the house as it always was, and is lonely because everyone's gone.
Duckie