THIS IS MY THIRD ENTRY FOR TODAY
And I might do it again. You just never know with these unstable Halloween-obsessed types.
I remembered the story of a very eerie thing that happened to my Dad when he was in Vietnam and I think the people who come here looking for the spookers and the wooly boogens, need to know about this.
My dad was a young soldier in Vietnam, and I was a 3-year-old girl, on nerve pills, obsessed with the idea that it was my Daddy that I saw on the news each night, being killed. (can't stand Vietnam movies to this day)
Dad was sleeping when he awakened and saw a soldier standing right next to his bunk, looking at him. Dad didn't recognize the soldier as a part of his company, and didn't see a reason for him to be in their living quarters, so he thought the soldier was there to steal something.
Dad jumped up, and the soldier took off without saying a word. He bolted out of the bunk area with my father right on his heels. Outdoors, the soldier was gone, vanished into the thin air. There was no place to hide, no place to go. He was just gone.
Dad asked some approaching soldiers if they had seen the guy who had just run out, and they said THERE WAS NO GUY.
Some of the other guys in Dad's company told him it was the ghost of a soldier who had used the same bunk my dad was assigned to, and that he had recently been killed in action.
My dad doesn't really acknowledge a belief in ghosts, but he knows he saw a guy who was not a flesh and blood person. He doesn't try to explain it.