Followed by Ghosts

Ghosts seem to like me this week.  I must have a sign on my back that says, "Haunt me."  What happened?  Well, let me tell you.

Last night, I was at Memorial Hall in downtown Cincinnati.  It was the night of the big recital.  I waited in the back room until it was time for me to go onstage to perform.  As I sat there, the security guard walked into the room and started talking.  "Did you know Memorial Hall is one of the most haunted places is Cincinnati?"

I shook my head.  "No, I did not."

"It is.  This was once the site of an insane asylum and an orphanage."

What a combination! I thought.  I wondered if they were in the same building.

"That's nice," I said.  "And you're saying there are ghosts from the asylum and the orphanage floating around here?"

"Yep," he said.  "I've witnessed them myself."

"Seriously?"

"Yes.  And there was a team of investigators here, and they witnessed paranormal activity."

Great.  "So what happened?"

"They asked the ghosts if they wanted to be left alone, and if they did, to give a sign."

"Did they get a sign?" I asked, intrigued.

"Yes.  The picture on the wall flipped."

Whoa. 

"They're here," the guard continued.  "You can feel them."

Just then, the lights dimmed.

I looked at the guard.  He looked at me. 

Okay, crazy ghost,  I thought.  Here's the deal:  You leave me alone, and I'll leave you alone!

I guess it worked, because there were no other incidents, and the performance went very well!