Real Ghost Encounter?

The Vaile Mansion, a short walk away from the house in my tale, is known for being actively haunted.

Have I had an accidental ghost encounter? Here’s the details. I’m interested to hear your thoughts.

We have been looking at moving to part of the Kansas City metropolitan area called Independence. It’s an old, town rich with history and rift with stories of the supernatural. Within a short walk from the house we are looking at, there are enough ghost sightings to keep me busy for years.

We were touring one of the houses up for sale last week. It’s an enormous brick attached to a former battle ground. Inside was icy cold, despite the warmer weather, but I didn’t think anything of it since the heat has been off. My head was on house properties that day, not ghosts.

Standing in the foyer, an image flashed through my mind of what we looked like from above. For a second, I imagined I was looking down on myself and my daughter. I could even see ‘my hands’ gripping the balcony railing. The knuckles were turning white. Then the image was gone. The door next to me popped open all on its own.

In a drafty old house, I didn’t think of a ghost. I thought the door must lead down into the basement and had opened with the breeze. I put my fingers into the opening with the intention of opening the door and looking, but it slammed on my fingertips. For someone fascinated by ghosts, I’m surprised it didn’t cross my mind.

Someone called upstairs and I was distracted. Without opening the door, I went up and we explored the rest of the place. On the way out, the owner asked if we’d like literature on the place. Reading material? Of course I do! I read shampoo bottles in the bathroom when there’s nothing else.

He went to the door that had slammed my fingers earlier. I had forgotten about looking in the basement, so I followed close behind. He flipped on the light, and I was surprised to find we were in a small closet. I backed out to give the man some room… but then I started thinking. What draft in the closet had caused the door to open and then slam?

I looked back up to the balcony railing where I’d imagined someone looking down on us and got a flash of the same image, except I was standing there, looking up at myself. I was angry and wanted me to leave. The impression was that my presence was creating too much activity. I was unrestful.

I realize I’m not articulating very well. I’m trying to portray the raw impressions I had. For all the possibilities of having had a ghost encounter, I don’t feel convinced. I’d like to go back with recorders and see if I can get some kind of proof.

So now here is my question to all my ghost hunter friends… what do you think? Ghost or no? And why did it take me so long to consider the possibility?

About Angela Yuriko Smith

Angela Yuriko Smith is an American poet, publisher and author. Her first collection of poetry, In Favor of Pain, was nominated for an 2017 Elgin Award. Her latest novella, Bitter Suites, is a 2018 Bram Stoker Awards® Finalist. Currently, she publishes Space and Time magazine, a 53 year old publication dedicated to fantasy, horror and science fiction. For more information visit or
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