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- Story Listed as: True Life For Kids
- Theme: Mystery
- Subject: Ghost Stories / Paranormal
- Published: 06/28/2011
Fredey and Me and the Kite
M, from Greensboro, NC, United States![Fredey and Me and the Kite](/storage/story/6056110801121514-image(415x278-crop).jpg)
Although the story I am about to tell you happened a long time ago, I can remember every detail of what happened to me and my best friend Fredeh on that eventful and bright tropical sunny day at Kukuhill when we went kite flying. Fredeh was my best friend and we grew up together in the Gold Coast, now Ghana. We were the same age and height and were often mistaken to be brothers. We both came from loving families and we always knew how far we could go from our houses to play. That is as long as there was no one around. We roamed all over the place since apart from another house our two houses were the only houses for miles around. But we were not allowed to wander very far. We had an invisible boundary that we were not allowed to cross. I was the oldest boy in my family and Fredeh was the youngest boy in his family. We played together everyday and everyday was an exciting adventure. For two innocent young boys we tried to do what was expected of us. Once in a while we did get into real trouble. We lived in a neighborhood with very few homes but a lot of wooded area around to play in. Naturally we were prohibited from going into the woods as we pleased. We did on occasions venture far from home and got into a lot of trouble with our parents, which scared the pants off both of us. In the woods around we imagined all sorts of scary things. We saw all kinds of monsters in those woods and scary ghosts and other creepy creatures. Yet we still went into those woods every chance we got. We had the best of times in those days.
Now our parents had warned us to play only on the dirt road that passed by Fredeh’s house and ended in the woods away from my house about two hundred yards away. But children will always be children and that which they are forbidden to do is exactly what they will try to do. And we were not going to prove the experts wrong in this case or any other. We were young and free and could run home as fast as we could when we sensed any danger.
Fredeh and I found this particular deserted road to be the best place to fly our kite, and we did every chance we got. One day our kite got caught in one of the power poles that lined the road and we could not get it down. We were both sad because as bad as we were, we were not going to touch the pole since that was one of the biggest no no's from our two families. Moreover we have heard of cases where the power line had killed those who had dared to defy the odds and had climbed them and mistakingly had touched the live wires. This was also drummed into us at school and so we sat there with our sad faces wishing for a miracle to bring our kite down. A kite which we were very proud of. After all it had taken us so long to make it.
Suddenly another boy about our age walked up to us. We had not realized him coming. Perhaps it was because we were so involved with the situation with our kite. He was a normal looking boy. Without asking we pointed to the top of the electric pole and told him about our kite caught up there on the line. With a broad smile on his face he approached the pole and without a word he started to climb the pole. We were amazed and shouted at him not to climb due to the danger of being electrocuted. But he kept on climbing until he reached the kite and gracefully brought it down to us. He just smiled and we thanked him and while we were looking at our kite he left us just as suddenly as he had appeared. We went home that day and never mentioned the incident to anybody. After all we were not supposed to fly the kite where we were.
A few weeks passed and then we had a visit from Fredeh and his mother to my house and while the grownups were catching up on the gossips Fredeh and I played outside near by.
It was while our parents were talking that Fredeh and I realized what had happened that day with our kind benefactor at the part of the road we were not supposed to be. The story scared both of us to death. It seems years ago a young boy about our age had been electrocuted while he was retrieving a kite on that stretch of the road and that had stopped the utility poles from being extended to the other side of Kukuhill. Now it seems plans are being made to continue the project. Ever since that accident several sightings of a young boy sometimes alone, sometimes climbing one of the poles, sometimes just walking, had been reported from reliable people. Fredeh and I were paralyzed with fear and for a very long time we both avoided that stretch of road at Kukuhill and nobody knew why. Were we actually in the presence of a real ghost? Who was that boy who came to our help? Could it have been the same boy who was electrocuted on that road? As for Fredeh and I we kept all these questions to ourselves. Well, sort of, until now.
Fredey and Me and the Kite(Rev. Peter E. Adotey Addo)
Although the story I am about to tell you happened a long time ago, I can remember every detail of what happened to me and my best friend Fredeh on that eventful and bright tropical sunny day at Kukuhill when we went kite flying. Fredeh was my best friend and we grew up together in the Gold Coast, now Ghana. We were the same age and height and were often mistaken to be brothers. We both came from loving families and we always knew how far we could go from our houses to play. That is as long as there was no one around. We roamed all over the place since apart from another house our two houses were the only houses for miles around. But we were not allowed to wander very far. We had an invisible boundary that we were not allowed to cross. I was the oldest boy in my family and Fredeh was the youngest boy in his family. We played together everyday and everyday was an exciting adventure. For two innocent young boys we tried to do what was expected of us. Once in a while we did get into real trouble. We lived in a neighborhood with very few homes but a lot of wooded area around to play in. Naturally we were prohibited from going into the woods as we pleased. We did on occasions venture far from home and got into a lot of trouble with our parents, which scared the pants off both of us. In the woods around we imagined all sorts of scary things. We saw all kinds of monsters in those woods and scary ghosts and other creepy creatures. Yet we still went into those woods every chance we got. We had the best of times in those days.
Now our parents had warned us to play only on the dirt road that passed by Fredeh’s house and ended in the woods away from my house about two hundred yards away. But children will always be children and that which they are forbidden to do is exactly what they will try to do. And we were not going to prove the experts wrong in this case or any other. We were young and free and could run home as fast as we could when we sensed any danger.
Fredeh and I found this particular deserted road to be the best place to fly our kite, and we did every chance we got. One day our kite got caught in one of the power poles that lined the road and we could not get it down. We were both sad because as bad as we were, we were not going to touch the pole since that was one of the biggest no no's from our two families. Moreover we have heard of cases where the power line had killed those who had dared to defy the odds and had climbed them and mistakingly had touched the live wires. This was also drummed into us at school and so we sat there with our sad faces wishing for a miracle to bring our kite down. A kite which we were very proud of. After all it had taken us so long to make it.
Suddenly another boy about our age walked up to us. We had not realized him coming. Perhaps it was because we were so involved with the situation with our kite. He was a normal looking boy. Without asking we pointed to the top of the electric pole and told him about our kite caught up there on the line. With a broad smile on his face he approached the pole and without a word he started to climb the pole. We were amazed and shouted at him not to climb due to the danger of being electrocuted. But he kept on climbing until he reached the kite and gracefully brought it down to us. He just smiled and we thanked him and while we were looking at our kite he left us just as suddenly as he had appeared. We went home that day and never mentioned the incident to anybody. After all we were not supposed to fly the kite where we were.
A few weeks passed and then we had a visit from Fredeh and his mother to my house and while the grownups were catching up on the gossips Fredeh and I played outside near by.
It was while our parents were talking that Fredeh and I realized what had happened that day with our kind benefactor at the part of the road we were not supposed to be. The story scared both of us to death. It seems years ago a young boy about our age had been electrocuted while he was retrieving a kite on that stretch of the road and that had stopped the utility poles from being extended to the other side of Kukuhill. Now it seems plans are being made to continue the project. Ever since that accident several sightings of a young boy sometimes alone, sometimes climbing one of the poles, sometimes just walking, had been reported from reliable people. Fredeh and I were paralyzed with fear and for a very long time we both avoided that stretch of road at Kukuhill and nobody knew why. Were we actually in the presence of a real ghost? Who was that boy who came to our help? Could it have been the same boy who was electrocuted on that road? As for Fredeh and I we kept all these questions to ourselves. Well, sort of, until now.
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Rich Puckett
02/20/2019Good read and brings back many memories. Don't see much kite flying today, but what a joy it was to see your kite climb into the clouds and a heart break when it hit wires or trees.
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