Ghost of Jenny
I lived in West Virginia from the time I was born to the time I turned four. I lived in this log apartment house on South Park Rd. We had two ghosts that were living with us. They were a woman and her husband. The man always stayed outsidelooking in the window while the woman moved around the house. I used to set at the door and talk to the man calling him "Bobby". I called the woman "Jenny". I never knew why I called them that.They didn't do really anything but there were a few times things would happen. When I had my first ear ache as a baby, Mom put me in this old fashion cradle that she had found. It was one that would rock back and forth. She left me in the cradle crying while she went to get me a bottle. when she came back I was asleep and the cradle was rocking by itself.
She could barely hear a woman humming a lullaby. Another time, we were setting in the living room when a picture floated off a shelf, went to the middle of the room, and just droped. We would also have problems with lights turning on and off and water turning on. No one would be around the switches and knobs when it happened. Well we asked some people about the place and they said that a man and a woman had lived there for a long time. Then the woman started getting altzheimer's diesese and couldn't remember anyone. She got really upset if anyone got around her. So her husband built a house close by and left her in that one. Every day he would look thru the window to see if she was ok. One winter, The woman froze to death setting in a chair. The man froze on the porch. The thing that was really weird was when we found out their names. The woman was Virginia and her husband was Robert. Their friends used to call them Jenny and Bobby. When I turned four we had to move to South Carolina because of Dad's job. After we left the hauntings stopped. Now I'm 13 and I still remember that house. We go back to W.V. to visit family and we go back to that house. But nothing has happened since. I know this story is hard to read , but that is because I'm 13 and can't write very well.
Ok, this is sort of an update. It has been a year and 3 months since I wrote that. In that time I have been back to that house many times. Nothing had really happened when we visited there. Except this last time. And I think it is going to be the last time Jenny and Bobby do anything. I was in WV last month with my grandparents when we decided to go down to that house to visit. We were talking when we heard something outside. We looked out and didn't see anything so we went on talking. Then we heard really light humming coming from the rocking chair in the corner. The chair wasn't moving, but you could hear the humming. We heard the noise outside again and looked out the window. Bobby was standing there looking at the chair. He sort of nodded and disappeared. The humming stopped, and everything went back to normal. That is the last we have heard of Bobby and Jenny. I just thought you would like to know.