I’ve always wanted to see a ghost. As a kid I read as many ghost stories as I could, first fiction and then the ones claiming to be real. I say claiming only because I’ve never seen on, still!
My daughter, on the other hand, doesn’t want to know if there’s anything out there that should have moved on into the next life. She did read the same books I did, but reading about and experiencing are two different things.
So, which one of us got to see a ghost? You guessed it, she did. I’m so jealous!
She and her now-husband visited San Francisco and toured Alcatraz prison while they were there. She snapped photo after photo on the tour, cell after cell. When they got to the solitary confinement cells, she snapped yet another shot, then glanced at the display screen. Seeing the white mist, she almost dropped the camera!
She emailed several photos to me, straight from her camera. They were still rotated 90 degrees off, so I adjusted that. Then I sat and stared! Some of the cells were glassed off, but this was not one. There is nothing between Andi and the cell that could catch a reflection. I studied the area surrounding the fog just to be sure she wasn't pulling my leg, but I don't see any sign this is a reflection.
There appears to be an ear, if you look just right, but the alignment of the fog versus where Andi would hold the camera doesn't match up that it could be her reflection. There would be a camera in the reflection, wouldn't there? And the flash, since the picture is obviously brightened.
I can't find anything glaringly obvious to debunk this as anything "natural". Can you?
After seeing her ghost, Andi followed the group to the solitary confinement cells in the last photo. Those cells have no form of lighting inside. Once the door closes, the inmates were in absolute darkness. The tour guide let visitors step inside and offered to close the door so they could experience the darkness. Andi turned down the chance! Would you want to be alone in the dark with a misty figure hovering a few cells away?
I’m still envious, but maybe someday I’ll have my chance. I’m a huge fan of Ghost Hunters, so just catching one of film wouldn’t be enough. I’d want to try and record EVPs, have a psychic come and communicate.
Maybe that’s why the ghosts avoid me. I’m the paparazzi of the ghost world, wanting comments as well as a candid photo. I just need to connect with the spirit looking for his fifteen minutes of fame. If you run into one, will you let me know?
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