When I was 8 or 9 I was with my dad and brother in Brighton Michigan. My dad was working on this home for a friend. A big beautiful log home. We stayed and slept in the basement as we worked on the home. We had been stayed in the home prior to this happening. The phone was ringing and I was asked to get it. I was running skipping up and down the stairs. I was looking down watching my steps.
I get to the bottom and look up to see this lady standing in front of me. She was transparent with a white dress and a blue apron overlapping the dress, She had dark hair. I remember she was smiling at me. It seemed she had lipstick on or red lips. I saw her and turned around and rain, I slipped as I was running back up the stairs. I was terrified.
I remember telling my dad and his friend, the guy who owned the house. They both teased me. They were making jokes that they were cutting a tee down, and the tree fell in this girl. Just being jerks. When I got home and told my mom that my dad teased me and didn’t believe me. She was pissed. I’m not sure what she said to him but he apologized and asked again if I had really seen a lady. Still till this day. I can’t believe I saw my first ghost.
I still never found out who she is. Her style reminded me of a pilgrim style. When the house was finished, I was about 12, we stayed the night. I took a shower down in the basement where I had seen her. I was scared and didn’t want to be alone. I also went back when I was 16. I have had a few opportunities to see her again. Now that I am older I wish I could connect and know who she was and why she showed her self to me.