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. Submitted by Darren: dsleno@ea.com
Two years ago, my Mom and her husband moved into a new Town complex. They were there only a short time before Harry took ill. Harry had been diagnosed with cancer and began Hospital treatment, staying at the Hospital occasionally. Harry was home around 4 months, but his condition was deteriorating and soon after he went back to the Hospital. He died two or three weeks later. One day Mom told me that during the time He was at home, Harry said he saw people standing in the bedroom wall closet. They were in bed the first time it happened. She said "I felt Harrys body kind of tense up and I propped myself up to look at him." In the light coming from the hallway, she saw that he was staring at the closet and then said "Colleen, I can see people in the closet." My Mom, looking into the closet saw nothing and told him she didn't see anybody. She was a little freaked and thought it could be something to do with his cancer treatment. "Can't you see them," he said. My Mom asked Harry what he was seeing and he said he could see what looked like a man and a tall woman standing together. She said Harry was quiet and visibly frightened. The other time was just before going to bed, Mom came out of the bathroom to see Harry standing at the bedroom door staring at the closet. The same comments followed with Harry asking if my Mom could see the the two people and her saying she couldn't. On the way home from the hospital one afternoon, Mom took a Taxi. When the Cab got to Moms address, the driver said to her" I remembered when there used to be a dumpy Hotel here." She inquired a little more and the driver told her It had a dreary past. Prostitution and other illegal activities, even homicide. My Mom found the information interesting, considering the incident with Harry and the people in the Closet. After Harrys death, Mom had to move into a smaller apartment. She had been moved in for a little over three weeks when she got a phone call. She answered the phone and it was an Asian woman asking is this Mrs.B******?" My Mom asked who she was and what she wanted. The woman repeated herself asking is this Mrs.B******? Then she said "did your husband die in the apartment?" I live in your old apartment. My Mom then hung up on the woman and was quite upset. she called her former apartment manager to give her hell for giving out her phone number. She also wanted to know who this new tenant was. When my Mom spoke to the apartment manager, their conversation was as follows Mom: Hello, Mrs. **** this
is Colleen B******** and I.. BACK
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