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LITTLE CHRISTMAS COMPANION

We have always assumed our home was haunted and have gotten used to it over the years. It is a historic house on old Hwy 100 west of St. Louis, Missouri. Last year something happened, though, that has us wondering what exactly haunts our house.

We were in the kitchen talking in the late afternoon after my husband came home from work. He was sitting so that he was looking into the living room and I was looking at him as were my two children.


Suddenly the color just left his face and he started sputtering and jabbering. When he could finally talk, he clearly he asked, "What is approximately twelve to fourteen inches tall and human shaped, but extremely skinny with big knobby knees?"

I didn't know how to even answer and turned to look, but didn't see anything. We bring it up now and then to discuss, but only among ourselves, as most people don't want to acknowledge such things.

One strange thing happened right before Christmas that has me wondering if it involves our little companion. The kids and I were making cookies and were standing at the kitchen counter. I dropped one to the floor but felt a slight swish by my pant leg as it fell. I went ahead and emptied the tray, then bent down to pick up the fallen cookie.

No cookie anywhere. There was nowhere for it to go. I had the dog outside so she wouldn't be in the way. I was upset and sure there had to be an explanation. I made the kids get down on the floor with me and we crawled around.

There were no gaps between the cabinets and floor - nothing! I even checked my pants legs to see if it bounced up into them. My kids were wearing shorts and no shoes.

Was that slight swish I felt that little guy having a Christmas cookie? If it was, then he was way too fast for us to see him. But then why did my husband get to see him for just a second before he disappeared? Am I glad that our house doesn't have ghost... but possibly something else? I don't know. It's all too crazy to wrap one's mind around. But I do swear that this is absolutely true. - lauriemama

HAUNTING CHRISTMAS SONG

On February 7, 2009 my Mom passed away of terminal cancer. Prior to her death, we had talked about the afterlife. I asked her if she could send me a sign after she was gone to let me know that she was ok. She said that she would if she could.

That night I went to bed after crying myself to sleep and at about 4 a.m. I was lying there thinking about our conversation when all of the sudden a doll that played the song "Rockin Around the Christmas Tree" went off in my little girl's room all by itself.

There was nothing near it and no way it could have gone off. My daughter had just gotten it for Christmas. And now a year later it hasn't happened again. Christmas was my Mom's favorite holiday. I am sure that it was her. Or is it just a coincidence? - Luetta LaMatry

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