Follow the Bouncing Ball

One summer night, a group of us teenaged girls were walking past the pond near the Hooty Sapperticker.  (You know, the culvert near ArrowHawk Smoke Shop.)  We were fooling around, the usual talking and laughing, when someone noticed a light beyond the pond.  It looked as though someone was walking towards us from across the field.

Our first thought was one of the guys had been hunting and was swinging a lantern.  A couple of the girls called out, but no one answered.  We stood, whispering among ourselves, and watched.  Suddenly, another light appeared. At first, they seemed to travel parallel to each other, then they began to cross paths. No one ever came.

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Another time, my folks were visiting friends on the Cattaragus reserve during the summer.  One night, a friend and I were sitting on the top of her grandfather's truck next to the path leading to the outhouse.  As we were talking, a small light came from that direction.  It was shining on the ground as though someone was pointing a flashlight straight down.  We thought it odd because we didn't see anyone come from the house and pass us.  She called, thinking it might be her grandfather.  I called out to my dad.  No one answered.

We watched as the light began to grow and bounce.  First, it bounced to one side of the path.  It even went up into the tree above.  We sat speechless as we watched it grow and head towards us.  When it reached the truck, it bounced up towards our feet and legs.  Then, it simply vanished. We ran in to tell what we had seen.  

Fear was never a concern, in either case.  Instead, we simply accepted these to be jisge:h, or ghosts.  These were the only two times I personally experienced anything like this.  

Like this, that is.