Halloween’s coming, and I’d like to share something that makes my skin crawl. Aside from skeletons, ghosts on the walls give me the creeps. Dat’s wight, wabbits, here there be ghosts. At least, that’s my thought when I get a gander at the moonlit shadows waltzing on the walls. Take a good looksee at the photo above and tell me this doesn’t remind you of ghosts. Some specters are beneficent and will watch over you or give you good advice. They might communicate through a medium. Mylar balloons are excellent mediums for spirits to speak, and I often get advice about my diet. Because of early-stage macular degeneration, I gotta limit my sugar intake, and I’ve taken a severe reaming from the balloons or the spirits in them when I strayed from the diet. The main character in my WIP uses balloons to communicate with her dead mother and other late folks who guide her.
However, not all ghosts are kind, and I suspect those on the walls are brutish. I’ve been petrified of those white shadows since I was a kid. Why, I couldn’t tell you. The moonlight never bothered me when I used to drive at night. Maybe because a moving car gave me security. The moonlight in the picture is coming through a window. The window serves as an open gate for these ghosts. Worse are the thin slits of wall shadow seen when curtains breeze apart and when a moving car’s headlights send these figures scurrying along the wall.
I have privacy film and thick curtains in my bedroom to block the moonlight. I used to cover my window with a heavy sheet. On a high note, those reflections gave me plenty of grist for horrific scenes in my stories.
People tell me there are no ghosts on the wall. Enjoy the moonlight; it’s good for you, they say. Intellectually, I know this to be true; however, my heart thuds at seeing those whitish shapes on the wall.
So now, what gives y’all the creeps? I’d love to hear your stories. 🙂
