CR: My childhood room was haunted. I remember seeing faces in my pillows and hearing the ghosts whispering my name. One night, I was really ill and I remember seeing ghosts blowing bubbles and dancing around me. I asked them when they were from and they said the 1800s and that they wouldn’t leave our apartment. They started haunting my light fixtures and they started playing F.R.I.E.N.D.S. Weird, right?
Me: Why wouldn’t they leave?
CR: Because it was their space.
Me: Did you ever tell anyone about this?
CR: Yes. I told my parents. They never believed me. They just couldn’t see it, and their inability to see it made it impossible to believe.
Me: Do you wish they had?
CR: It would have been validating then, but I didn’t really need to be believed. It was just a fun little moment between me and a ghost.
I think seeing this kind of ghost interaction is really interesting because it isn’t a malevolent ghost, it’s just a weird ghost story. I also like CR’s lack of need to be understood and validated from this ghost experience – it’s their memory and they don’t need to share it with anyone.
AJ: It was a dark, dark night. It was very late and very cold in Dallas. A guy was driving home from work along White Rock Lake when he sees a lady. She’s wearing a white dress and is soaking wet. He pulls up next to her and asks “Do you need help? Do you need a ride?” She says “Yes, I live on the other side of the lake.” He drives her around the lake and pulls up to her house. He asked the owner of the house if he could bring her inside, but when he looked back in the car, nothing was there.
All that was left in the back seat was a puddle. He described her to the man who lived there and he told him that she was a woman who had lived there years ago and had drowned in White Rock Lake on her wedding day. She appears to people in the shallows of the lake or on the road asking for a ride.
Me: How did you hear about the Lady of the Lake
AJ: I guess like family friends? When we would have family nights, my dad and all his friends who grew up in Dallas talk about it. She’s supposed to be bad luck too, so they warn us about going out late and seeing her.
Me: Do you believe in her
AJ: Kind of – I don’t believe that I’ll ever interact with her, but I’ll believe that someone died in the lake and haunts it. Especially when I’m near the dam. That’s where I’m like ‘If I were to see the lady of the lake, it’d be here’.
Personally, I want to know more about the Lady of the Lake before I believe in her. Spurned women ghosts tend to come from other places – why did she just happen to drown on her wedding day? If she had been killed by her fiance or had more of a reason for being a ghost, I think she would have a more interesting story.