betty rose
Well-Known Member
Our melting pot is haunted. DD took a picture at the table, and an orb was over hubby's head. DD and I were sitting next to each other, in a round booth. We both felt a very cold breeze pass behind us, at the same time. Everyone looked around, and we were in a small secluded room in the attic, part of the old home. No windows, and no vents for cold air to move in. Just what we observed. My real live "ghost" story for the season.wait a sec.. what?
ghosts?