Samara

I go on an early morning walk with Sausage Von Trapp just about every morning. We meet at 6:15 and walk for about 1/2 mile, turn around and come back, our morning conversation usually reserved for some sort of gossiping and lots of laughter.

One morning we walk along and to our right, we see a young girl, standing in the woods, it is about 6:25, about 1/2 way to our turn-around point. This young woman is thin, dressed in a long black dress with white collar and cuffs, reminiscent of Wednesday Addams. Her hair is long and straight, parted in the center. We can't see her face (I do not remember a face) but what we do see is her waving to us, slowly. Very slowly, like a car's wiper, but slow. She is standing at the mouth of the woods, just standing and slowly waving, not beckoning. We slowed a bit from our walk and casually waved hello and walked a couple of steps forward before looking back.

She was gone.

The historic house that is to the right (not shown) supposedly has a ghost. I went to a party there one time and read the history and supposedly there was a woman murdered there.

That was last year and each and every time we pass by, both of us look back to see if Samara (the name we gave her since she had long black hair) is back waving to us. I would think it very unlikely someone would have come up with this as a joke and I have a tendency to try and doubt what I have seen that may be unexplainable but Sausage was there and witnessed the same thing.

Weird.