Do you believe? | Platinum Lounge

My husband and I were married in 1973 and purchased a little house that once was a one-room schoolhouse out in the country. We had a basement, and he had an old train set. He also came with two boys, 7 and 9. We thought it would be fun to set up the train on an 8' x 4' playwood board, with tunnels, bridges, houses and a couple or three small "towns" along the way around the "table". I was in the basement, arranging trees and roads, when I heard some children outside laughing and squealing, sounding like they were playing. I finished what I was doing and ran upstairs to see what kids were outside.... There was no children in our yard! I went back downstairs, continued working on our train board, when I heard the children, again. Ran upstairs and outside this time... NO One!!!

Over the next two weeks, this happened to me many times. I only heard the children when I was downstairs, working on the train table. I never said anything to my "new" hubby, knowing he's think he made a marriage-forever mistake!!

Then, it happened. HE was downstairs, working on the train table, setting up new rails (I was washing dishes upstairs in the kitchen) when he walked briskly past me, a startled look on his face... yep, out the back door he went! A few minutes later, he came in, just looked at me as he past by, and went back downstairs. I had to smile at myself... knowing that he probably heard the children playing in the backyard... and did not want me to know that he "heard laughter", the children playing, etc.

A few more times up, out and back down, and I could not resist: "What's going on? Are you OK? What are you running up and down the stairs for?" He said: "Come with me. Come downstairs, I want you to hear something." OK -- said I. and Down I went! We stood by the train board and I asked why he want me downstairs, since I heard nothing. Then he said something like "I don't understand it... I heard children, like they were playing... outside. Now, I don't hear anything... and don't say I'm crazy!" Still, nothing... I was a good wife and did not say he was nutz or anything!

He shrugged his shoulders, reached for a train rail and a screw driver... and then we BOTH heard the children! We decided that the children enjoyed watching us work on the train, afterall, when the school was "running" they would not have had electricity to see a Lionel Train run the tracks. We were never afraid, never worried... it was something that was not explainable, and it was our "secret". We got to the point where we loved to hear the children playing outside. About 6 months or more later... our older boy came up the steps with a funny look on his face and said "Hay, whose kids are playing in our yard? That's strange... I don't see anyone!"

TRUE STORY!! We lived in that house for almost 2 years, then my husband got a job transfre and we moved! We never said anything to the next owners!!