When my son Dave Jr. was five he played with a boy next door, his name was Phillip, he was seven years old. A women down the street had a grandson, his name was Brad, he was also seven. Dave and Phillip had the same toy. A cowboy with a electric eye, when you shot it with a light gun, it would collapse and then stand back up. When Brad would come to play with the boys, that was his very favorite toy.
Brad was killed around the corner from us, he was struck by a truck.
About a month later, the cowboy would come on by it self, at night while we all was sleeping.It would happen about three times a night. I told my wife, Dave must forget to turn it off. So, I got up to check it and ,THE SWITCH WAS OFF!! I told my wife there must be a defect in the toy.
Then one day Phillips mother told my wife that her sons, cowboy was coming on at night, and said her husband checked it and the switch was off.My son's cowboy broke about six months later.
In the meantime we started to see little glimpses of shadows out the corner of our eyes. Little fleeting images.They would go from Dave's room to the bathroom. Then we saw them running across the hall. Then they started peeking around the door frames, playing hide and seek with us. I would say it was two boys, and a girl..Ages about six or seven.
They were here for about three years.They used to love to play games with us. They would hide things and move them around. They liked hiding my toothbrush.
One morning I was in a hurry, they had hid my
toothbrush. I was so aggravated, I screamed. I have
had it! Get out! Get out of my house!!
They left. My wife says they pop in every now and
then.. But they are afraid of me, so they wont let me
see them..And this has made me real sad!!
TRUE STORY FROM DAVE
written by Lisa
