Paul Smith | Letters to Ambrose Merton # 5, 1996

Under the heading “A haunting we will go”, the Pittsburg Post-Gazette (31October 1995) printed letters from readers about their experiences of “ghosts and other haunts”. These include the following account from Christopher Cservak, aged eight, of Bridgeville.

One night last fall I was coming home from a football game with my mom and dad and brother Reid when it started to rain. Then it started to pour, lightning flashed, and the thunder was so loud it almost woke u my brother.

Just then my dad slammed on the brakes, and I looked out the window. I saw a little blond girl standing there soaking wet. I wondered what she could be doing out by herself late at night.

My mom asked her if she needed a ride home. She said she would be grateful if we could drop her off at her house about a mile up the road. When she got in the car, she was shivering because she was so wet and cold. I offered her my green sweater s she could keep warm, and she put it on.

WE drove down the street to her house, it was still raining hard, and I was looking out the window at the lightning. When we reached her house, my dad stopped the car. I looked over to where she was sitting, and she was gone! I couldn’t believe it.

My mom ran up to the house t see if she had gone inside. A woman answered the door, and my mom asked if she a had a little girl about 8 years old with blond hair. My mom explained that we had found her by the side of the road and were worried about her.

The woman looked upset and said that she did have an -8year old daughter named Mary, but that she had died three years ago on that very night. Well, my mom couldn’t believe it! The woman told us to go back to where we had found the girl. Nearby was a cemetery where Mary was buried.

My dad drove back to the cemetery, and we got out and found Mary’s grave. Ext to her name on the headstone was hanging my favorite green sweater.