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lady, with her head down, walk from the hallway into the doorway near
my desk. Wet hair was hanging down around her lowered face and she
seemed very sad. She had on a blue denim top with white stripes
running across, and a gold spot highlighted over her heart.
I thought she was just some person that
had come into the building off the street. She looked at me and
I looked at her, then she passed to the right of me down the other
hallway. When I jumped up to follow her, there was no one there.
I checked the halls, the bathrooms, and still, no sight of anyone. The next morning she returned -- woeful, the same wet hair and blue
denim top, again stopping in front of me. Suddenly, I realized
that the woman standing before me was dead and I froze in my seat, not
daring to move. I never saw her below the waist, just from the
waist up. Then, the saddened woman again disappeared once again
down the hall.
I was growing a bit concerned when I saw
her a third morning and I told my friend Joie, who occupied the
cubicle beside mine. We checked to see if anyone had died in the
building but no one had. We then began checking around the
neighborhood and found that a young woman had been killed close by a
few years earlier. Searching the web for a news article, we
found nothing from the press; however, we did find a police report
indicating that a young woman had been found along the Brandywine
Creek, near our work place.
The woman had been dismembered and
placed inside a suitcase. Her legs were missing. They had
a picture of her clothes and I was shocked when I saw the lady's
blouse - blue denim with white stripes and copper colored buttons. Her body was unclaimed and unidentified and later I saw the story
featured on America's Most Wanted.
I tried to find out if there were any
other sightings of this ghostly apparition, but I could not find any.
In the course of looking for other sightings I ran across a lady named
Leslie Rule who investigates these things. She said there was some
unfinished business that was keeping the girl on earth. I had some
Masses said for her, enrolled her for Perpetual Masses and I named her
Mary Angel. I have never seen her since!
Sincerely,
Katie Furman
June, 2004
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