Doesn’t have to be car related, but that’s welcomed since this is Oppo, after all.
I’ll start. My mom passed away from a ruptured blood clot in her leg when she was 40, on January 8, 2001. I was 11.
I lived with my emotionally abusive stepfather for a few years after that, because it was my mother’s wish. I have no idea why. Anyway, I digress.
A few days after mom died, I was upstairs playing with my Hot Wheels, as I almost always was. Suddenly, I heard my mom laugh. She had a very distinctive laugh, and I often heard it when I was upstairs while she was downstairs watching one of her favorite shows (Friends, Will & Grace, or Frasier). Her laugh was so real to me that day, that I actually went downstairs to look. Of course, the house was empty. But I wasn’t really creeped out. If anything, it made me feel better.
My stepfather told me later over dinner that he looked up from the table that morning and saw my mom sitting in our swing, looking out onto the fields and at the horses, as she often did. I grew up on a horse farm and the dining room windows of the house overlooked a tree, our swing (it was like a porch swing but built under the tree), and the fields where the horses grazed.
My stepfather said he looked up, saw her sitting there, blinked, and she was gone.
I was sort of hoping she’d come back and haunt him, but no dice.
I don’t really believe in ghosts per se, but I believe in spirits. I think maybe I was allowed to hear her laugh that day to let me know she was finally truly happy. Her marriage to my stepfather had taken a toll on her and I both, and I know she found happiness in the hereafter. I know others won’t agree with me, and that’s okay.
Anyway, how about some creepy stories that happened to you?!