HARD TO EXPLAIN TALES 23
The Ghost Before it
Was One
When I was 6 I saw my first
ghost. My mom and I were driving from So. Calif. to Tucson AZ. We were on the
10 I believe. There were other cars around since the freeways in Calif always
seem to be busy. It was packed but we weren't alone. I was looking at the cars
as they went by and at the drivers. (This was back in the 60's) This old black
and white car pulled up beside us on my side of the car. I looked over at the
car and thought it looked out of place. I couldn't tell what it was but it just
looked wrong.
Then I looked at the driver. I
wished I hadn't. (by the way the car stayed even with us the entire length of
my experience) I looked at the driver and he was staring at me with a smile
that showed every tooth in his pale, ash white,
bone skinny bloody face. I just stared at him and he at me. I couldn't seem to
take my eyes away no matter how hard I tried. It seemed like a
long time but I guess it was only a few seconds and I turned my head
towards my mom and asked her to look at the guy in the weird car next to us.
She looked over and smiled at me and said what's so weird about the car and why
did I want her to look at the guy, what was wrong with him? I was so scared but
had to look back again because of what my mom said. When I did I was looking at
a red car with a little old man in it that was wearing a hat and my mom was
passing him up. I told her Oh nothing now and looked out the front window.
We had just got into the high
desert of California and the traffic had thinned out considerably, when up ahead
of us about a half mile or so, we noticed a dirt cloud being kicked up, and the
traffic that was ahead of us started to slow down. As we pulled up to the spot
of the dirt cloud this is what we saw. The cloud of dirt we saw was a one car
roll over accident that had just happened. There were already people stopped
and at the car looking in on the driver. We went slowly by it (because of
the drivers in front of us being looky loos) The car was an old black and white
car. The same car I had seen about an hour earlier. and the driver was laying
half out of the side window on the pavement and was bloody. I saw that much and
turned away.
I know what you are all
thinking, "well the driver just sped up and was driving ahead of you and that
was that" But when I looked out the front window after my mom asked me why she
was looking at the guy, that car was not in front of us anywhere. I looked for
it. I had only been turned away from that face and car for about 20
seconds. He couldn't have drove that fast and far ahead of us in that length of
time.
I have thought of that many
times since then and I finally realized what was wrong with the car. (Besides
the driver) It was see through. I could see the other
cars and the side of the road through it.
Well there is my story and I
guess I saw a ghost before it was one.
The story is true but it is up
to you if you believe it or not. I believe it because I saw it.
-Becky Officer.
