Oddly enough I wasn’t scared at all. Just kinda “huh”? Like I said I don’t really go in for ghosts so maybe that’s why I wasn’t more freaked out.

I don’t really believe in ghosts (except ghost cats...you know the ones you feel jump on your bed in the night only to realize there’s no cat there? But I digress) I did have an experience that I can’t really explain any other way. My ex and I lived together in a wonderful art deco house built in 1923 and owned by the…