A figure from the past, Broadway, Elyria Avenue, Lorain, Ohio,

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Apparition On Broadway

I was on my way home at about three one morning, walking north on Broadway in Lorain. It was September of 1987, and still summery warm. I was passing a gas station right at the bend where Broadway meets Elyria Avenue when I decided to call a young lady friend, who'd generally be up. So, I sauntered over to the pay phone at the station, dropped in a quarter, and punched in Sandy's number. Sure enough, she was sitting up watching tv.

We'd been talking for several minutes when I noticed someone across the street, actually on Elyria Avenue, heading north; Elyria and Broadway Avenues both run north and south, and merge at Sixteenth Street, continuing from there as Broadway.

The figure was that of a woman, dressed in clothing from the late fifties... A red beret, capping short, curly black hair, a yellow angora sweater top, v-necked, a yellow and blue plaid wraparound skirt, to a bit below the knee, and red high-heeled sandals.

She, whoever she was, was walking slowly, haltingly, as if injured or exhausted, although I could see no blood. The form, and the outfit, seemed strangely familiar, and unnervingly strange.

I must have fallen silent, for I heard Sandy asking me if something was wrong...

I assured her that I was okay, and began to describe what I was seeing.

Suddenly, as if my vision had somehow become clearer, I saw something that chilled me to the core...

The woman had no face.

There was a gray void where her features should have been, as if they were shrouded in some way. As I was relating this to my friend, the figure vanished. As it vanished, I understood why it looked familiar. I looked down at my watch, at the date...

9 September. Twenty years before, in 1967, my favorite aunt, Mary-Ellen, had committed suicide by drowning herself. My memory flashed back to happier times, and the outfit my aunt liked to wear when she'd go out for the evening...

A red beret, atop her black, curly pageboy, her favorite yellow angora sweater, a wraparound plaid skirt, and red sandals that matched her beret.

I said "goodnight" to Sandy, and hung up the phone.

 


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Robin
I do hear a few people talking about seeing there dead relatives,some have said it was a sigh or warning of a future event,like they are watching over you,if anyone could see her it would be family,blood is thicker than water,you here strange coincidences between twins,so there is somthing to it,it is a sad story,i hope she get some peace.

Posted : Sun 10 Feb 2013 01:00
This experience occurred on the Wed 09 Sep 1987 03:00
This experience lasted between 1 and 5 minutes
This experience has occurred only once.
Lorain, Ohio, United States of America
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