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We have this email from Brenda in New England. She does not say exactly where, but from the email I gather she just might be living in the Boston area. Just a guess mind you! She simply titled her story, “May?”.

Hi Ron, I have been scared to send in my story. I am not sure why, but here it is. I love three things, The Red Sox, The Patriots and ghost stories. Here is my story and I swear it is real, because it happened to me!

It was about a year ago now and I still shake every time I tell it. My friend asked me if I could sit at her grandmother’s home. She was in the hospital for a few days. She had cracked a rib while chopping wood. As you might gather she is a tough old gal with grit enough for 12 men! She outlasted two husbands and will probably be alive long after I am gone. Her name is May (Like the month), is 85 and just over six feet tall. I of course agreed. 

She had several cats and they needed to be fed. That is all I had to do. So, I moved in that day! The first thing that happened was creepy. All three cats were lined up facing the door as I walked in. They looked at me like I was toast or a nice smelly fish I am not sure. They did not move and sat there until I said, “Are you guys hungry?”

That broke the tension in the room and they all scrambled towards the kitchen. I fed them and sat down to get a bite to eat for myself. That was when event two took place. I heard a voice. It clearly said, “May?” I jumped up and started looking around the home. It was a two story place, 2 bedrooms upstairs, a living room and of course the kitchen. I found nothing! Except the radio was on in one of the bedrooms. I thought that was it, turned it off and started to go downstairs. Again came, “May?” does it sound like a question?

Scared, trembling and feeling like rabbiting out of there. I said, “In the hospital”

No response. 

I sat down to watch TV and then realized that May had no TV. I grabbed my cell phone and called my friend. She said, “oh didn’t I tell you? May only listens to the radio.”

Great I thought, I had already used my data minutes and I realized this was going to be a long night. My friend promised to be my text buddy and that ended night one.

The next day I got up and went to work. I called my cell phone company and bought some additional data and was ready for a good night. I came in the door and sure enough the cats were lined up again. After dinner I lit a fire and settled into the most comfy looking chair, plugged my phone in and found a movie to watch.

I was watching my movie when I heard a “crash”. It came from upstairs. I thought one of the cats had done something and ran up the stairs. To my chagrin all three cats ran up with me. I said, “Dang, not the cats”.

When I arrived I saw that a vase was broken on the floor.  There is no reason for it to have fallen. I remember seeing it yesterday and it was well centered. I thought it had to be the cats. That is when the voice said, “May?”

I screamed, the voice was right behind me! I turned and there stood a shadow of sorts I could see through it, but it was there. It was in the shape of a man who was slightly bent over. I screamed again and without thinking I ran right through it. I felt an impossible chill! I ran down the stairs, out the door and into the car. I drove home and never went back to that house again.  – Brenda

This Week’s Podcast:

On the show this week we have three great stories from you guys, and a sci-fi story called The Untouchable. Before listening you might want to read up on the legend of King Tantalus? Just a suggestion. You can listen to this podcast on Thursday at Ron’s Amazing Stories, download it from Apple Podcasts, stream it on Stitcher Radio or on the mobile version of Spotify. Do you prefer the radio? We are heard every Thursday at 10:00 pm and Sunday Night at 11:00 PM (EST) on AMFM247.COM. Check your local listing or find the station closest to you at this link

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