THERE WAS A BOY THAT LIVED IN CHICAGO, ILLINOIS. HE WAS ABOUT 18 YEARS OLD AND IT WAS HIS HIGH SCHOOL PROM. ALL THOUGH HE DIDN'T HAVE A DATE HE DECIDED TO JUST GO WITH HIS FRIENDS. WHEN HE ARRIVED AT THE PROM THERE WAS A BEAUTIFUL YOUNG BLONDE STANDING ALONE BY THE PUNCH BOWL. SHE WAS GLOWING WITH BEAUTY BUT UNBELIEVABLY PALE. THE BOY TOOK ALL HIS COURAGE AND ASKED THE YOUNG LADY TO DANCE. SHE WAS PLEASED AND SAID YES. THE SECOND HE TOUCHED HER HE FELT THIS CHILL GO DOWN HIS SPINE BECAUSE SHE WAS SO BONE-CHILLING COLD. THEY TALKED AND DANCED ALL NIGHT UNTIL FINALLY THEY WERE FORCED OUT. HE OFFERED HER A RIDE HOME AND SINCE SHE FELT SO COLD HE LET HER BORROW HIS JACKET. HE ASKED FOR HER NAME AND SHE REPLIED, "MARY RESURRECTION". THEY DROVE BY A CEMETERY AND SHE DEMANDED HIM TO STOP THERE. BEFORE SHE GOT OUT OF THE CAR HE ASKED FOR HER ADDRESS SO HE COULD GET HIS JACKET BACK. SHE GAVE HIM HER ADDRESS AND AS SHE GOT OUT HE WATCHED HER WALK INTO THE CEMETERY THEN DISAPPEAR IN THE MIST. THE NEXT DAY HE DECIDED TO GO TO HER HOUSE. HE DROVE UP THERE THEN KNOCKED ON THE DOOR. A "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!", SAID AN OLD LADY THAT ANSWERED THE DOOR. THE BOY REPLIED, "IS MARY THERE?" "MARY WHO?", ASKED THE OLD LADY. "RESURRECTION, MARY," HE ANSWERED. THEN THE OLD LADY SLAMMED THE DOOR IN HIS FACE. PUZZLED, THE BOY KNOCKED ON THE DOOR AGAIN. THE OLD LADY ANSWERED IT A SECOND TIME AND BEFORE SHE COULD SLAM THE DOOR ON HIS FACE AGAIN HE SAID, "SHE HAS TO BE HERE BECAUSE I WAS JUST WITH HER LAST NIGHT AND SHE GAVE ME THIS ADDRESS." "THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE BECAUSE MY DAUGHTER, MARY, DIED TEN YEARS AGO," REPLIED THE OLD LADY. FINALLY THE BOY GAVE UP AND LEFT. HE JUST THOUGHT THE OLD LADY WAS LYING. SO HE WENT TO THE CEMETERY WERE HE DROPPED HER OFF. AND NOT EVEN TWO STEPS AWAY HE SAW A DUG UP GRAVE AND ON THE TOMBSTONE IT READ,"RESURRECTION, MARY."