A Ghost Story

Geri_Berri · **Geri_Berri**

Sharon Crissy Langford had an experience with a Ghost in Baltimore,Maryland in the United States in 1961. Here is her story:

"As a child I grew up in Baltimore City, MD. My childhood wasn't what you could call normal. All my life I heard about the many ghost encounters that many family members spoke of: about the time the rocking chair would rock on it's own, or my great-grandmother's dead friend that would open the back yard gate, and could hear her wooden leg clop, clop, clop, up to the house. My grandmother would tell fortunes for a price. I can go on, and on, and, on. But to get to my story.

I call my story Mr. Baily. There was a man who lived on the next street where my family lived. Mr. Baily was a good man, I was told, whenever my sisters and my brother would go past his place he was always sweeping his back yard. As a child my grandmother would say hello to him. When Mr. Baily would turn towards us I would scream and run (of course I was told not to do this). Well if you saw what I saw you would scream too! As you see Mr. Baily had no nose! He looked like a living skull. I was told Mr. Baily had cancer, and the doctors had to remove his nose. In those days they didn't have a way to build him a new one.

Well years later I was told that Mr. Baily had died, well as a kid who was so afraid of him, I thought that was OK. So life went on for me, my brother and I stayed in the house that we grew up in (you see my mother remarried). We went to bed as usual that night. I was awakened by a light that shone from the downstairs living room, so I woke up my brother and we headed for the stairs. We thought our grandmother was awake and getting ready for work. As we got to the first step, I looked, and there was Mr. Baily!!!! Only I could see through him! I remember turning around on the stairs and running over my brother. I got to my grandmothers room, landed on her, she woke up to me crying. She said, "What is the matter"? I was all full of panic,and said, "I saw Mr. Baily!!" Well, of course I was told there was no way I saw him, as he died years ago. To appease me, my grandmother went downstairs, with me behind. There was no one at all in the house that looked like a ghost.

Well this has stayed on my mind all these years, and to this day if I think about Mr. Baily I tremble with fear. No one will ever tell me I didn't see him. :shock: