When i was a baby my mom and dad lived in the "big House" of and old plantation,one night my mom heard an odd noise coming from my brother's room-et the same time i started crying from my room so she walked towards my room to check on me- on her way down the hall she saw a figure -it was nighttime so she assumed that it was my dad-by the time she got to my room i had stopped crying-so she went back to my brothers room only to find an old lady craddling my brother -it was none of my grandparents because they lived too far away-my mom got scared and asked the lady what she was doing in her house-the lady replied "i died in this room about 95 years ago-my master choked me- the strange noise you heard was your little boy choking-i saved him" before my mom could say thank you or ask any more questions tha lady had set my brotherr down and walked through the wall-my mom says that she used to see the old woman occasionally after that but never long enough to talk to.
