The Woman With The White Dog

by Davis Bartholomew
(Santee, California)

As of right now, I am 16 years old. I have always had a STRONG belief in the paranormal. The story I am about to tell you is not something I remember, but something my mom told me. When I was 3 years old, I used to play outside alone a lot. Every day, I would come in and tell my mom that the little old woman with the white dog said hi. My mom was always confused, not understanding who I was talking about.

Finally, one day I looked out the window and screamed "There mommy! She's right there! The woman with the white dog!" There was no one there.

My mom said I was getting angry, frustrated that she could not see her.

I didn't believe my mom so I called my brother (2 years ago), and simply said "Who did I always see when I was 3 years old?" His response was chilling... "The old woman with the little white dog?"