Wise Old Owl
Member
During the Great Depression, many people were hungry, in fact starving. There was a store owner who was doing OK for himself and his family. He wasn't wealthy but he was providing and had a home he could go to at the end of the day.
One day, a woman came into the store. She went to the milk display and picked up two bottles of milk. She walked toward the store owner who was behind the counter. He asked for a dime for the two bottles but she just turned around and left the store without saying a word or paying.
The next day, the woman came back carrying the milk bottles and placed them in the return rack. She picked up two new bottles and left without saying a word or paying. The store owner thought perhaps she was one of the migrant workers who worked in an orchard nearby and just didn't have the money to play. He had always felt a bit guilty because his family was sheltered, had enough to eat and had adequate clothing. He thought he may ask the woman the next day if she would like a job in the store to help her out, if she returned. He didn't need the help but he thought perhaps they could barter work for food for her family.
The NEXT day, she entered the store and returned the milk bottles. She selected two new bottles and approached the counter. The man started to speak to her to present his idea. She turned quickly at the sound of his voice and ran out of the store. He hastened to follow her and called to his friend who owned a store across the street. Both men ran after the woman and followed her to a local cemetery. She ran to a grave in the back corner and disappeared over a grave that was fresh. The two men called others and they dug up the grave to see where she went.
When they opened the casket, there was the woman the store owner had seen coming in to his store every day. She was dead and had two milk bottles in her hands. Before they could go farther in the investigation, they heard a baby crying. The started examining the woman and lifted up her skirts. There, laying between the woman's thighs was a baby-alive. She had been pregnant when she died and in the days before embalming, people were put in the ground quickly.
Did this mother come back from the grave to feed her baby? It's an urban legend, scary but not true. Makes for a good ghost story for Halloween though doesn't it?
One day, a woman came into the store. She went to the milk display and picked up two bottles of milk. She walked toward the store owner who was behind the counter. He asked for a dime for the two bottles but she just turned around and left the store without saying a word or paying.
The next day, the woman came back carrying the milk bottles and placed them in the return rack. She picked up two new bottles and left without saying a word or paying. The store owner thought perhaps she was one of the migrant workers who worked in an orchard nearby and just didn't have the money to play. He had always felt a bit guilty because his family was sheltered, had enough to eat and had adequate clothing. He thought he may ask the woman the next day if she would like a job in the store to help her out, if she returned. He didn't need the help but he thought perhaps they could barter work for food for her family.
The NEXT day, she entered the store and returned the milk bottles. She selected two new bottles and approached the counter. The man started to speak to her to present his idea. She turned quickly at the sound of his voice and ran out of the store. He hastened to follow her and called to his friend who owned a store across the street. Both men ran after the woman and followed her to a local cemetery. She ran to a grave in the back corner and disappeared over a grave that was fresh. The two men called others and they dug up the grave to see where she went.
When they opened the casket, there was the woman the store owner had seen coming in to his store every day. She was dead and had two milk bottles in her hands. Before they could go farther in the investigation, they heard a baby crying. The started examining the woman and lifted up her skirts. There, laying between the woman's thighs was a baby-alive. She had been pregnant when she died and in the days before embalming, people were put in the ground quickly.
Did this mother come back from the grave to feed her baby? It's an urban legend, scary but not true. Makes for a good ghost story for Halloween though doesn't it?