Remember our Ghost? It’s back.
My parents were staying at our place for a few days because my Mom had surgery in the city. I came home from work on Wednesday after picking up Piper from the sitters and my Mom says to me;
Mom: “Does Piper have a doll in her bedroom that cries?”
Me: “No, why?”
Dad: “Well, I went looking for one today? I thought it was Piper and then I remembered that she wasn’t home today.”
Mom: “We heard a baby crying. Then later, I went to the bathroom and heard another little cry.”
Me: “Must be our ghost. Maybe that is why Piper doesn’t sleep through the night in her room.”
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Yowza, now that is a story I want to hear. 🙂
I’m not fond of ghosts, I hope your’s is friendly..like Casper 🙂