Great Great Cross

From:  ()
Story type: Ghost
Location: my house [philip island, vic]
Source: Form Submission

Ever since I was in grade 4, I fell over and scratched my hand, leaving a weird looking scar behind, which looked like a cross. One month later, my great great grandpa died. I was chosen to take care of the cross he used to wear. Every time the scar touched the cross, it would burn really badly. I told mum and she said that she will look after the cross instead. When I told great great grandma, [great great grandpa’s wife], she put another cross on the scar, and I didn’t feel anything. Just last year, I found out that great great grandpa went to the same school as me, and fell over at the same area. He never had a scar like mine, but there were 2 or 3 lines on his hand. In December last year, my principal told me that her grandma was the principal at the time he was around, and she said to her that when he fell over, the scar was a cross like mine but it eventually turned into 3 lines.

On New Years Eve, my friends and I went to a concert. That night, my best friend slept over at my house. [We had a mattress each]. My friend woke me up and said she saw an old man. We were really scared. We went to my mum’s room, and, standing in there…was the old man! We were too scared to scream. He was searching mum’s draws. He took out the cross, and gave it to me. We screamed, weirdly, because we were shaking badly. Mum woke up, but when she did, the old man was gone. So, all she saw was my best friend and I standing there with my great great grandpa’s cross! We told her what we saw, but she didn’t believe us. In the morning, my scar looked different. It was 3 lines! Now every time the cross touches me, it doesn’t burn.