So with everyones Proms going on i thought it would be a fitting time for a ghost story...
"It was the night before the senior prom, and one girl didn't have a dress to wear. She was poor and lived in a section of town where there were many immigrants from Haiti and other islands in the Caribbean Sea.
She had gone to the neighborhood funeral parlor that same day to pay her respects to the remains of an elderly neighbor. While she was in the funeral home, she had seen a young girl about her age and size lying in state in a casket in one of the many rooms, which she had entered by mistake. As she looked down at the casket, she noticed that the dress was very pretty and brand new
As the girl ran by the room with the sealed casket, she had an idea. She went into the room, opened the sealed casket with the huge curved wrench, and quickly slid the white dress off the girl.
Stuffing the white dress into her school bag, she slipped out .The next night, she put on the dead girl's white dress and went to the dance.
As she danced with several different boys she knew, her joints began to get kind of stiff. As time went by, her muscles began to stiffen, and she began to walk and dance awkwardly. She thought maybe there was something wrong with the dress, so she went into the girl's restroom and slipped into a stall. She took off the dress and searched all over it, but couldn't find anything wrong with it. So she put it back on.
As she danced, she became colder and stiffer until she was as stiff as a board. The ambulance was called, and she was rushed to a hospital. The doctors pronounced her dead - but she was alive! She could hear every word everyone said, and see everything that was happening. She just couldn't move or speak. Soon, she was lying in state in the same funeral parlor, with her family and friends coming by and crying. She tried to move or cry out, but she couldn't.
The funeral director came in and closed the lid on her casket. And the next day, the casket was taken to the graveyard. And she could hear the gravediggers working:
"Did you hear what happened at the funeral home this morning?" said one of them.
"No, what?" said the other as they threw shovel fulls of dirt onto her casket.
"A young mortician's assistant heard a knocking sound in one of the caskets. Well, he opened it up, and a young girl in a slip climbed out. She said she'd been the victim of a voodoo ritual. Someone had given her a dress dusted with that zombie powder, so she seemed dead when she wasn't."
"Huh," said the first gravedigger. "I wonder what happened to that dress."
And then the girl couldn't hear anything else...."
- Richard and Judy Dockrey Young
From their audio tape "There's No Such Thing as Ghosts".
Lovely white dress provided by The White Peacock: Because its not kindly to steal from the dead!lol
Photography and Modeling: Me, Kassandra Leigh Purcell.