Seeing a ghost

The event

Time:  During the day
Date:   The summer of 1969 or 1970
Place:  The YWCA at the top of Three Mile Hill, Boroko, Port Moresby

I was 13 or 14 years old. I was playing tennis by myself in the sports hall, hitting the ball against the wall. Something made me turn around. I looked straight at a young girl standing a little distance away, who was looking at me. She disappeared immediately with a sideways movement. She was smaller than me and looked somewhat like us, like my sister and me. I felt unsettled.

I searched Mum out and told her about seeing the ghost. We discussed it a bit. Mum then said she’d seen a ghost herself when working briefly in a hospital when she was young, and that ghost, too, had disappeared with a sideways movement.

Thoughts and theories

My mother had a miscarriage when I was almost 2 years old, so this human spirit could have been our younger sister, growing up in the spirit world while still staying very close to us.

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