- Dear Jeff,
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- Here is a true ghost story in time for Halloween.
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- In 1966, I witnessed a truly amazing set of events that
spanned from May to November. A dear friend of mine went through the trauma
of the death of his girlfriend, who was raped and murdered. He had gotten
her pregnant, and as a result, she ran away from home to Denver, Co. We
were young, still in high school, and in 1966, getting a young girl pregnant
was not the thing to do, especially in our New England town of Gloucester,
Massachusetts. She, for obvious reasons, could not face her parents, so
ran away from home. She chose to leave, have the baby, put it up for adoption,
and come back home to pick up the pieces of her life. Well, she never
made it. She was followed back to her studio apartment in Denver and was
raped and murdered.
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- Needless to say, my friend was very upset. He had not
told anyone what was going on, so he was tortured by keeping this secret.
He started acting very strangely with me and our other friends. One day
I confronted him about his behavior. I accused him of doing drugs because
of the way he was acting. I had no knowledge of what was really going
on. He became very upset with me and challenged me to hear the truth.
He declared that he was not on drugs, but his weird behavior was due to
the news he had received from the Denver Police Dept. He showed me the
letter they had sent him in the hopes of identifying the girl they had
found murdered. He had been sending her letters with his return address
on them. He was their only real lead as to who she was. They wanted to
know who her next of kin were, etc.
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- I immediately felt sorry for my friend and told him I
understood now why he was acting so strangely, that he must be experiencing
tremendous guilt, having gotten her pregnant and causing her to run away
from home in the first place. He told me that this was not the main problem!
The problem was that she would appear to him and sit on the edge of his
bed pleading with him to join her in death.
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- This was a little too crazy for me. I kept my mouth
shut, and tried to comfort him. He still continued to act strangely and
challenged me and some other friends, who were also concerned about the
way he was acting. He told us that he could prove that what was happening
was real. We all agreed that he should prove it. And he did. He told
us that his girlfriend could come through him him and speak to us. He
said that she would tell us what had happened to her. We all agreed with
him to go ahead and let her come through. The next thing we knew he keeled
over off the couch and on to the floor. Myself and another friend rushed
over to see what had happened, to see if he was all right, to see if he
was still breathing!
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- I remember crouching over him when his eyes suddenly
opened and a voice came out of his mouth saying, "Aren't you going
to help a lady up?" It was like an electrical shock went through
me. We helped him/her up and sat him/her back on the couch, when this
voice, not my friend's, started talking to us. "She" said who
she was, told us she had been murdered and that she had come back to join
her boyfriend. She told us what it was like to be dead! She described
having an astral guide. She described this great big Book that contained
every single thought ever thought on Earth! (Akashic Records?) She said
that extraterrstials have been on Earth for a very long time! She said
that all the planets of the Solar System are hollow! (That's why you can't
see any signs life on the surface of Mars). She said that there are people
in Mars, not on it! She even spoke of a lost treasure hidden off the coast
of Gloucester. The conversations with this ghost went on throughout the
summer of 1966 and well into the autumn.
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- This experience changed my life forever. I will never
forget it, though my friends who witnessed this as well, would rather not
talk about it. I have written it all down. There is a lot more to this
story than space permits in this email.
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- Gloucester, Massachusetts is only 16 miles north of Salem,
Massachusetts, by the way.
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- HAPPY HALLOWEEN
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- Sincerely and truthfully,
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- Christopher Ree Steadman
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