Little House on the Prairie (part 1 of 4) 1982-83

“The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind”-E. B. White (American writer 1899-1985)

Every night for the last 24 years I’ve involuntarily shut my bedroom door tightly before going to sleep. After what I experienced when I was a young boy, somewhere between the ages of 6-7 years old, I sincerely doubt that will ever change.

Motionless, I laid in my bed looking up at my open doorway through the darkness. After I determined that there was indeed a glowing figure lurking in the dark hallway peering into my bedroom from around the edge of the door frame... I retreated underneath my blanket. Fear turned to panic when the faint sound of footsteps could be heard slowly walking from the general direction of the doorway towards me. The footsteps suddenly stopped at the foot of my bed. Several minutes went by... silence. Was it (he) just standing there watching me?! At about this time I began sweating. Every muscle in my body was tense. I tried not to breath. Despite my best efforts to appear to be sound asleep deep down inside I knew my visitor was not fooled.

I awoke early the next morning. Without hesitation I ran upstairs to my parents room. (Something I wished I had the courage to do the night before.) I proceeded to tell them about the glowing figure and how I perceived it to be an old man with a long unkempt beard.

In a way I feel like my life was forever changed that night. Once innocent, I then became a child obsessed with the concept of death and eventually developed a curiosity for the unknown.

To this day I can not conclusively say what I witnessed was a ghost, but I've found it difficult to discredit what took place based on events that would happen later on. One thing I can confirm was the unmistakable feeling of being watched.

(Update: 10-28-07) Coming Soon: Little House on the Prairie (part 2 of 4)