Happy Halloween everybody. I hope you have a spooktacular evening. We will have photos from the different events we are going to on a blog post next week. Until then, however, we are going to share an absolutely true story with you.
On vacation, Martin and his family were in Stockholm visiting family and friends. One day he went on a road trip with his mother to a small village in Småland. Stopping for gas they saw a young girl , about 15 years old, sitting on a bench with a very hurt leg. Where are you going ? Martin's mother asked. "To Habo" was her reply. Happily Martin's mother told her that if she wanted a ride to the village that they could take her to Habo because that's where they were going as well.
While entering the village Martin turned around to ask where the girl would like to be taken. When he turned around she wasn't in the car. No one was there. She had just disappeared. They had been driving quite fast. There was no sound of the door opening or closing .
When they arrived at the village they felt disturbed and hungry. They chose a traditional Swedish restaurant. While eating, Martin looked up and saw the girl. " No, it can't be that girl", Martin thought. Summoning his mother to look ,the girl just vanished before their very eyes.
After paying for their fine meal they decided to walk off lunch in the countryside. As they were walking they couldn't stop talking or thinking about the girl and the mystery surrounding her. As they continued their walk Martin felt as if someone was following them. He would look around and nothing was there. Both Martin and his mother were feeling wierd and scared so they returned to Habo. All the way back to Habo they felt that they were being followed. They started to hurry because it was getting dark. Safely returning back to Habo they got in their car and headed back to Stockholm.
While driving Martin looked in the rearview mirror and saw the girl who they had taken earlier to Habo. He blinked and looked again and she was not there. Martin thought he was going crazy or something.
When they returned to Martin's aunt's house in Stockholm they told their strange tale. Eveyone just laughed and made fun of them. Maybe it is what you were eating they were told by funmaking relatives. The next morning, aunt Kristina told them of her best friend's daughter who had died a couple of days before while on a school camping trip. "This is such a difficult funeral to go to. Would you mind coming with me ?" Kristina asked. During the funeral something very strange indeed happened. Martin and his mother noticed a photo of the young deceased girl placed on top of the coffin. Martin and his mother realised that the girl in the coffin was the very same girl that they had both picked up on the road two days before.
Rest in Peace
