The Ghost That Started it All
I've always wanted to keep a record of the strange things that have happened to me throughout my life. Looking back, I think there's only one place to start: the first ghost I ever saw. Whether you believe what I experienced was paranormal or not, that single moment changed the course of my life. It sparked my fascination with ghost hunting and the unexplained. I was eight years old when my mom, stepdad, and I moved into a townhouse in Garland, Texas. There wasn't anything particularly unusual about the place. It looked like any other townhouse. Not long after we moved in, my parents surprised me by completely redoing my bedroom. They put in new carpet, painted the walls, and bought me a waterbed. To an eight-year-old, it felt like the coolest room in the world. A few nights later, a thunderstorm rolled in. I woke up to rain pounding against my bedroom window. As I rolled over to get comfortable, I happened to glance at the mirror attached to my dresser. That's wh...