October 7, 2005
The Reclining Ghost
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Patti Eide, Gresham, Oregon, October 1990,
info@ghostvillage.com
My husband, mother, and I had recently moved to Oregon from
California. Our house was in town, but there were several beautiful pine
trees in the yard. One day I walked into the dining room to admire the
view of the trees from the window. The family room was off to the left,
and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a male sitting in the recliner.
He was wearing jeans, boots, and a red flannel shirt. I started to say
something to him, thinking it was my husband, when I realized that my
husband was at work -- my mother and I were the only ones in the house
(or so we thought). When I turned around to look at the figure in the
recliner, it wasn't there. I can still, to this day, "see" the figure in
my mind. The image was very clear, although from the angle I was
looking, I didn't see his face. Surprisingly enough, I didn't feel one
bit scared, so apparently, it was a friendly spirit. I never saw him
again, but the encounter definitely made me believe in ghosts.
