One early morning during the winter months I was awaken by a noise out side my bedroom window that sounded like a spaceship landing. I opened my eyes and said to my self that I wasn't getting up to look. All of a sudden I had to go to the bathroom real bad so I jumped up out of bed and started walking to the hallway where the bathroom was. To explain first how the bedroom was set up. Our house had four rooms. Two downstairs and two upstairs. My mother and father had one room and us five kids had the other. Our room had two windows that over looked the front yard. My oldest sister and I had twin beds. Mine was in the corner and my oldest sister's bed was accross from mine seperated by a nightstand and window. There was another window on the other side of her bed. My other three sisters shared bunk beds that were up against the wall at the bottom of the twin beds. The doorway to the hallway was by their bed. The light switch was between their bed and the door. The light switch turned on a light in the center of the ceiling of the room. Another door connected our bedroom with my mother and fathers room. The door was located near the window on the other side of my oldest sisters twin bed. To go to the bathroom I had to walk between my oldest sisters and my bed and turn left and walk between her bed and the bunk bed then turn right and go out threw the door to the hallway and turn left and down the hall. As I started walking between my oldest sisters and my bed I seen an image of a person sitting on the lower bunked near my sister Nancy's head. A chill went through me and I grabbed the covers off of my bed and started to swing them at the image. My oldest sister jumps up out of her bed and grabs the covers out of my hands. At the same time the light in the center of the room comes on. My sister is yelling at me and my mother comes into the room to see what is going on My sister tells her that I was running around the room swinging my bed covers. I tried to explain to her what had happened, but she wouldn't listen. I asked her who had turned the light on, for none of us was near it to do it. My mother had entered through the door between our bedrooms. She shined it on and told me that I was just having a nightmare. I was so scared that I crawled in bed with my oldest sister. That day my sisters teased me about having to sleep with pat cause I was scared of the dark. I wondered if I even saw something or was it a dream and I reacted to it. I was pretty sure that I saw something. I told none of my friends. The next night I was afraid to go to sleep, but I did. That morning I was awaken by the same noise. I wasn't getting up again. Then I had to go to the bathroom so bad that I had to get up. I noticed the time was 4:20 am. As I turned toward the bunk beds I saw it sitting in the same place. I grabbed a baseball bat that I had placed beside my bed that night just in case. And again as I went to hit the image. My sister jumped up grabbed the bat out of my hands and at the same time the light went on. Again the disturbance aroused both my parents. They were very angry. I again tried to get them to realize that no one was near the light switch to turn it on. They were more concerned about me having a nightmare and disturbing their sleep. They threatened to commit me to a mental instruction. My dad said that I had probably seen a reflection from a street light on the snow and reflecting in the window. I know now that something was happening here. I felt I was seeing a ghost. I went to the library and read up on some ghost myths and found that they don't like to cross water and don't like fire. Well I couldn't flood the house or start a fire so
