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Happy Haunted Holidays from The Ghost Post! Please be advised that this will be the last post for 2016 as next Sunday is Christmas. The Ghost Post will resume posting new stories on January 2nd, 2017. I have a lot of new things in the works for 2017, including a ghost story magazine. Please stay tuned for more real ghost stories!
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Tara Theresa Hill
For our five-year wedding anniversary, George and I decided to go to Washington, D.C. We both love history and he wanted to see the space exhibits at the Smithsonian. Since hotels outside of D.C. were cheaper, we stayed in a hotel in Virginia and drove into D.C. each day. I can usually count on at least one ghostly encounter per trip.
One of the attractions that we did was called Monuments in the Moonlight. This was a nighttime trolley tour of D.C.’s national monuments. Some of the scheduled stops let you out to explore. The tour included a drive through Arlington National Cemetery. Since it was already dark, they didn’t let us get out of the trolley. The trolley was an open-air one, so that you really got great views and pictures as they coasted by the monuments.
I was leaning with my fist on my chin, gazing out at the cemetery. My reverie was broken by the appearance of a glowing figure. At first, I took it to be a statue of a Civil War soldier that had been lit up somehow. I saw the uniform with the buttons down the front and the cap. I even noted that he had a handlebar mustache.
“That’s an amazingly detailed statue!” I thought to myself and shifted around in my seat to get a better look. The figure was gone. We had only just passed by it, so I should have been able to see it. I turned to my husband.
“Did you see the glowing statue of the Civil War soldier?”
“No. What statue?”
I pointed behind us. “There in the woods.”
“Honey, statues don’t generally glow.”
Then it hit me. I hadn’t seen a statue at all, but a full-blown apparition of a Civil War soldier on the eve of the 150th Anniversary of the Battle of Gettysburg.
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