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happenings can be explained. If there are
ghosts then there have to be God as well. I always think that opened closets
can be explained by drafts while noises and creaks and groans in a house could
be attributed to ghosts. But I would like to keep my options open and not run
to the ghost busters as soon as I hear a creak in the house.
    When I was living in
Delhi, I received an email that ended up setting off a chain of events that
shook me completely upside down. I received an email from a friend of a friend.
I knew her vaguely as I had met her once or twice at my friend’s house. The
email sounded distressing and seemed as if she wanted my help. My friend had
told her about a couple of my personal paranormal experiences and she wanted me
to help her and come up with a rational explanation. 
    ***
    The email went like this:
    I am begging for your
help. I know that we have only met in passing but I need your help. I am at the
point right now where either I am going crazy or my house is haunted. My
husband thinks I am crazy and he may be right. My marriage is crumbling because
he does not see what I see. I need validation that I am not crazy or if I am,
then I need help. Either way, I am afraid and at the moment alone.
    Let me explain what is
happening. We moved into this house about three months ago. The house was about
twenty years old and in good condition. When asked about the prior tenant, the property
agent simply said that they left and offered no more information. There was no
indication that there was anything unusual about the house, none at all.
    I did notice that I was
not sleeping well. Normally I sleep very soundly but I found that I tossed and
turned, unable to get comfortable and would sometimes have the feeling of
suffocating. Soon, I started waking up in the middle of the night, usually
around 2 am and even though the house was quiet, I had a deeply uncomfortable
feeling. I felt dread and fear and would shake and cry.
    My husband told me that it
was just the stress of moving because he slept like a rock and he felt nothing
ominous in the middle of the night as I did. Then, I started to see her. I
would wake up and see a woman, with untied hair, but her face all in shadows,
just a black shadow where her face should be but I always got the impression
that she was looking at me. She would be standing by the side of the bed and
when I woke up, she would turn and walk into the wall. Right into the cabinet
in the wall! 
    Surely by now you must
think that I am mad and I half fear that I may be. Night after night, I see
her. My husband, he never sees her. He is fed up with me waking up screaming
and pointing to a figure that he never sees. 
    Please, I beg of you. My
husband is away on business for a week, come to the house. Please see if you
can see anything or if I am crazy. God only knows if I am really seeing this
woman or not!
    ***
    I read the email twice,
curiously. I did not know what to think. Who thinks about ghosts going into a
wall? My first thoughts were that it can’t really be a ghost but this email had
so much emotion. I recalled the woman who had written it, she was always level
headed and rational, so unlike the person portrayed in the email. I decided
that I would go. I would prove to her that her bedside ghost did not exist and
that she was suffering some sort of mental breakdown so that she could seek medical
help.
    I packed a bag and
followed the directions to her house. She looked worn out when she opened the
door. She had bags under her eyes, she looked pale and she trembled slightly
and at every noise, she would jump.
    “I will sleep in your
bedroom,” I told her. She nodded and showed me the room. I noticed how her
breathing increased as we entered the bedroom, just being in the room in the
daytime scared her. Interesting! She certainly believed that there was a ghost
in the room every night. I had already decided that it was probably a
reflection off of some light through her