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How I Met My Uncle

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How I Met my Uncle
Do you believe in ghosts? Spirits? To me one of the ways the world is categorized is believers and non-believers. Either you believe in ghosts or you do not. Their are some gifted individuals in this world that can personally see ghosts. I happen to be one of those individuals!
Before I was born my dad had a bestfriend named Sherman. When my mom was pregnant with me, he was in a car accident. He ended up passing away do to casualties in the car accident. When the car accident happened my dad and Sherman were not communicating at that time They had gotten into an argument and had not seen or talked to each other for about a two weeks. Sherman was like a brother to my dad. When he found out that he had passed away in the …show more content…

No one that they could physically see. Everything got deathly silent for a moment. Sweat beads breaking on my parents foreheads. “Where is the man, baby?” My mom nervously asked.
Looking up at my parents towering over me, I pointed at my bed. Puzzled looks came upon their faces. “Can you touch him?” asked my dad. “Of course I can daddy!” I hollered as I sprinted over to my bed. Jumping up on my bed that seemed as if it was a mountain, I acted as if I were touching someone. “Is he nice?” grunted my dad. “Yes, he is my best friend!” I spat. Knowing they could not do anything my parents got deathly silent, once again. They slowly turned around and creeped away as quickly as they could without me thinking they were acting weird.
*Three weeks later*
I remember looking at my parents and them having worried looks on their faces while glaring at me. I never knew why. I thought it was normal and that everyone could see the man in my room. But, they could not. My parents did not know whether it was a ghost or an imaginary friend. They were too afraid to ask me though. They never really talked about it after the night I told them about the man in my room.
One afternoon, my parents had a cookout at our house. I was tired from running around, playing tag with the other children. I decided to go sit down on the couch next to some friends and family that were going through my parents wedding pictures. I started to scan them as

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