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PostPosted: 24-09-2013 20:57    Post subject: Reply with quote

My sister has had a fair few experiences. Not me, alas, although I can't say I'm too concerned about that!
She seems to attract this stuff, although shows no interest in the paranormal or spooks whatsoever. At the age of 50 now, she seems to just take it in her stride, but then she is a very 'dark' kind of person: not in the creative sense, but just rather pessimistic and troubled.

Here are a few snippets....

She began working as a care nurse in a rest home (is that the right word?), basically, where people quite frequently pass away. I know that her job involved preparing the dealing with the deceased shortly after them passing on (washing, dressing,etc).

Some of the elderly residents used to tell her that a group of 'people' were attached to her everywhere she went. It gave her the creeps pretty bad.
Not sure if she somehow picked them up at the home, but her issues kicked in after work, and even on a holiday to the Lake district. At 3am or so she would wake up for no apparent reason and sense something in the room with her. After a few mins she felt someone tucking her in, as if trying to comfort her. I thought that this happening at home and on holiday was downright weird!

Over time, the waking in the night took its toll, to the point where she began to develop insomnia. The clock would always read the same hour, and the sense of something with her continued. Sadly the feelings grew worse, oppressive, with the comforting 'hands' becoming more intrusive, like trying to lift her, etc. She also reported feeling the bed move on a few occasions. The worst was when she actually saw someone open the bedroom door and only half step into the room - she said they wore pajamas and held a sort of walking frame or stick.

I remember thinking it had to have something to do with the care home when I heard this.

After she left there, she went to work in a home for young, brain damaged people and the issue abruptly stopped.

Whether this was an unconscious response to a job that she wasn't happy with, or an actual haunting I doubt we'll ever know. It made me feel really dark for a while, this idea that a bunch of lost souls were attached to her, even following her around like that.

She was disturbed by it, by way of it affecting her sleep and her energy levels, but not particularly scared. I would have gone utterly loopy with fear if that had been me.
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PostPosted: 30-12-2013 00:19    Post subject: Reply with quote

SameOldVardoger wrote:
I apologised that I was on his sofa and my mate had said it was ok, he said don't worry mate go back to sleep and smiled.


Reminds me of my brother's Ghost Train Station experience. While napping between trains on a remote goods stop, he had a vivid dream about the station as it was about 100-odd years before.

The stationmaster gently reminded him that he was dreaming and sent him back to his camp bed. Laughing
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PostPosted: 06-02-2014 18:26    Post subject: Original Poster! Reply with quote

Hi, I am the original poster, my ID has changed, I am now 62............ (sigh)

I have three tales to tell you, all from a conversation I had two weeks ago with a lady member of my local church in Long Sutton. I had volunteered to help polish the pews etc. although not a Christian.

After we had finished the cleaning, the lady spontaneously told me of three experiences she had had in the Church, her husband was standing beside her and I know them to be a down to earth, open minded couple.

She told me that she had been alone in the Church, in daylight, and had seen the misty white form of a man in what could have been either church robes, or a monk's habit, float down the aisle. She was very specific about there being no 'walking motion'. The church has Medieval parts which were visited by Monks from Castle Acre Priory.

Her second story was that she was cleaning the brasses in the Church, by herself. A woman, visibly distressed, came in and went and sat in one of the side chapels. The lady told me that she was working within sight of the only entrance to the church, and nobody came in, or went out.

She said that the distressed woman came out and on leaving, asked if she knew who that lovely woman was who came and sat beside her, and gave her some words of comfort, it had really helped. She had to tell her that she had been alone in the chapel.

Finally, she was again cleaning and a woman was sitting at the front of the church when she gave out an exclamation of surprise - she looked around for my lady, and asked her "can you see THAT?", pointing to a corner of the church where two arches meet. My lady looked and saw a large, smiling, 'saintly' disembodied face, looking down at them. Then it faded.
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PostPosted: 06-02-2014 23:25    Post subject: Reply with quote

Absolutely brilliant stories, just the sort we like. Very Happy

Reminds me of the sort of thing I often came across when working in hospitals and care homes. You never got to the bottom of them. Little mysteries. Cool
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PostPosted: 16-02-2014 20:29    Post subject: Reply with quote

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Absolutely brilliant stories, just the sort we like. Very Happy

Reminds me of the sort of thing I often came across when working in hospitals and care homes. You never got to the bottom of them. Little mysteries. Cool


thanks very much, Escargot, when I was Hypermetropia you and I used to swap nursing tales. I was once spooked by footsteps coming up to the nurses' station in the ultra modern Royal Free Hospital. I put it down to an echo from another ward, until a student class mate reported exactly the same experience when she did her night shifts on the same ward.

Several members of staff (and me) at a residential home I worked at in Lowestoft all reported being woken from their sleep-over by three crashing knocks on the bedroom door. Nobody was on the other side. The only access to the door was across a securely locked office. It was a Victorian building.
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PostPosted: 16-02-2014 21:25    Post subject: Reply with quote

It's GREAT to have you back, old friend. Very Happy

Yup, care/nursing establishments're the spookiest places. I rather miss them. Wink
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PostPosted: 17-02-2014 13:01    Post subject: Reply with quote

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care/nursing establishments're the spookiest places. I rather miss them


I have a friend in Canada who's a nurse and who worked (as did her mother) in care homes. From things she has said, nurses in these places see and hear all sorts of things. Some of them (she said) will automatically open the window when some-one's passed, and the attitude seems to be 'Yes, things happen.'
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PostPosted: 18-02-2014 20:31    Post subject: Reply with quote

escargot1 wrote:
It's GREAT to have you back, old friend. Very Happy

Yup, care/nursing establishments're the spookiest places. I rather miss them. Wink


You don't work in health anymore Escargot?
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PostPosted: 20-02-2014 12:04    Post subject: Reply with quote

escargot1 wrote:
It's GREAT to have you back, old friend. Very Happy

Yup, care/nursing establishments're the spookiest places. I rather miss them. Wink


Thank you, remember I once posted a video to you, of a giant French snail getting it's revenge in a restaurant!

I am retired from nursing....... hurrah!

Always read your posts with interest! XXX
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PostPosted: 15-03-2014 17:18    Post subject: Reply with quote

Hi, Hypermetropia, original poster here again..

Had a chat with lady who delivered my online shopping today....... she has seen three ghosts, one in a backyard, just a glimpse of a girl with red hair, one of a deceased neighbour, sitting in his usual chair in the window, and the best, a faceless 'Quaker'.

She lived in her childhood in a council house in Sutton Bridge, Lincolnshire. Her mother bought an Ouija board and they tried it out a few times. They then became aware of a presence in the house that would hold a door fast, as you tried to open it, only to fling it open when you took your hand off the handle.

A duvet flung itself against the wall, and it was suspended there for a few moments. The sound of a horse galloping was heard outside. Then, everyone in the house, including this lady, saw the tall dark figure of a man with a cloak, and a Quaker style buckled hat with no face.

It became increasingly intrusive, appearing at the foot of beds at night. Slamming doors very noisily. The lady said that she knows the current family who rent the house and the boy of 9 saw it seemingly moving his toy truck around in the lounge. If that is to be believed. Certainly this person had seen him with her own eyes and described the black void where a face should be. He seems to float.

No expert, but it sounds as if they summoned up an impish energy or entity, rather than an actual ghost of a departed 16th Century man.
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PostPosted: 15-03-2014 18:30    Post subject: Reply with quote

My niece, who is a responsible lady in her 20s, complained last week of tapping coming from a set of drawers beside her bed at night.

Then, this -

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Not loving this house after another sleepless night
Woke up face to face with a blonde haired boy stood by the bed, followed by continuous tapping on my bedside drawers....then heard my daughter "playing" with someone over her monitor, flicked it on to have a look to then see three big orbs fly from around her!


I told her that she is lucky to have a ghost in her house. She is not convinced. Laughing
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I've shared this story elsewhere online and in a podcast, but will inflict it on yous here, as well, as I'd love to know what people think.

I'll just start by saying I'm one of nature's cynics and would never have believed this if it hadn't happened to me, etc etc. Cliche but true.

In the early 1970s, my mother died and after just a couple of years my dad remarried. He was about to marry Wife 2, someone he'd known years before, in the War, and as this woman came from the other end of England, we hardly knew her, although dad and Wife 2 took up their romance where they'd left off. She was also widowed and had kids of her own, including one who was exactly my age. As the two the same age, and about to be stepsisters, we were thrown together. Not long before The Wedding, my soon to be stepfamily came to stay for a week or so with us.

The house was full, so my dad slept on the sofa and myself and the girl my age shared my dad's room, with eachother (it was the only double bed). We had very little in common, and like kids often are when thrown together and told you will like eachother - we didn't, particularly.

Our house was part 18thC part 19thC farmhouse, with some new 1950s bits built on the back where part of the original house had fallen down after my parents bought it.

The room we were to sleep in was in the 'new' part of the house (remodelled before I was born but still seemed very modern upto the rest of the house). The house had an unaccountable voice, a miserable old (male) git, my brother and I sometimes heard in the afternoons, upstairs. Never sure where it was coming from and we had no male neighbours and in any case the walls were several foot thick. We were used to it, as we never actually saw anything, and had grown up with it.

We didn't want to make a bad impression of these strangers who would soon be our stepfamily and sharing our house. So we didn't say anything.

I felt utterly safe in that room as it was so unspooky and modern compared to the rest of the house. I'd probably slept in it as a baby. A short while before my grandad, then my mother had died in the room. But they were much loved people and so it held no particular fear for me to sleep in it (in fact my bedroom was the one where we most often had heard the weird old man's voice, although it never seemed to be coming from within the room... so I had more reason to be scared in my own room, than dad's room).

Anyway a day or so into the visit, my future stepsister and I went to bed (we were about 12) and she appeared to be asleep. Apropos of nothing, I saw an elderly man, hovering a couple of foot in the air, appearing to be sat down but no seat visible, and looking down at his hands like he was doing something, but again, whatever it was also not visible. He was so close to me and on my side of the bed, I could almost have reached out and touched him. He was 'in colour' (at a time our TV still wasn't!) but not solid. I could see right through him - he looked to be made up of pinpricks of light, and I remember vividly thinking he reminded me of a picture in a comic - coloured dots.

I was so terrified, I didn't dare move for I don't know how long. Literally frozen. Even pulling the covers over my head might alert him to my being there, although I could see he was utterly unaware of my presence, and still focused on the thing he was making. He had a beard, was elderly, and dressed in a way I'd now recognise as 19thC farm labourer or a rough looking farmer. After I dunno how long, I turned suddenly to face the other way so I didnt have to look at him any longer, and in the process of turning, banged my head on the metal bars of the bedhead. Which is how I know I wasn't asleep - as it would have woken me up, it hurt so much and the next day I had a bruise.

I told no-one but my dad. He was an arch sceptic and I expected him to laugh but amazingly, he told me something I now recognise as the Stone Tapes theory. That maybe old houses recorded memories. He did seem to believe me. Although years later told me in the 30 odd years he lived there he never experienced a thing. (I'm not sure that was the truth Laughing )

He was maybe convinced by the fact what I saw was several foot in the air, and he told me something I'd no way of knowing, that the original floor level of that room before remodelling was indeed, a couple of foot higher than the room as I knew it.

I didn't tell my prospective stepfamily, not one of them - the girl and I were never going to be best mates and I already disliked the woman who was to be my stepmother. I could sense she was waiting for a reason to dislike me or brand me as 'nuts'. I didn't want to be thought mad. And so I convinced myself, down the years, it had been a dream (despite the bruise) and nothing more. I did tell my husband about it though and some fiends, years later after I had left the village.

Fifteen years or so later my stepsister moved to the same city where I was living, well over 100 miles away.

We went out for a meal together, with her partner and mine one night. And not long after we sat down, she said to me:
"Remember that week we came to stay with you before mum and your dad married?"
I did.
"Well, remember we were in your dad's bedroom that week?"
Indeed.
"I didn't want to tell you then as we hardly knew eachother and I thought you'd think I was nuts, but... one night, it must have been that week as that was the only week we ever slept in that room, I was awake in the middle of the night and saw...."
Yes. You've guessed it. A Victorian farm labourer, floating in the air, a metre or less from the bed, appearing to be seated ...

My husband, hearing this, nearly passed out as he'd heard me tell the same story for years... I was glad she told me first as I'd never believed it had I told her and she'd said "Oh I saw that too!"

There is a sort of codicil to this.

Years later, my now grown up and moved away stepsister and her partner, and some other people were staying at the house.

Stepsister's partner was on the 2nd storey of the house. The other guests on the first.

In the middle of the night, (I think they said around 2am?) he was woken by the sound of an old, and furious person screaming obscenities and abuse out in the street and braying on the front door. The odd thing being, it sounded like the door was not central but slightly to one side. He couldn't believe the abusive screaming wasn't waking the entire street.

Everyone else seemed to sleep through it.

The next day, one of the other guests from a totally different floor of the house said at breakfast "Did anyone hear that old man shouting at the door out in the street last night?"

A while after this, in the 1990s, the house was sold and to improve its look, my dad stripped off the hideous pebbledash that had been on the front of the house from before he bought it. And there was the original door lintel, just to the right (if you looked from the outside) of the door as we'd always known it. Even dad had never known. The original front door? Where the guests had heard the noise.

Finally, one last piece of the jigsaw. Around 2000 I moved back to my village. There was an exhibition of previously unknown Victorian photos of the village. One photo showed the lane where our house was, at the time it was still a farm.

Outside the front door? An elderly bearded man in farm labourer's clothing. Feck me, I nearly fainted.

As a genealogist I have searched the 19thC newspapers and the censuses and can't pin down who that man was, at all (even late 19thC censuses didn't give house numbers for that lane).
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PostPosted: 18-03-2014 11:50    Post subject: Reply with quote

A very interesting story no doubt, Ghost. Would you have a Google maps link to the house? I'd be great to be able to have a look at it.
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PostPosted: 18-03-2014 12:43    Post subject: Reply with quote

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A very interesting story no doubt, Ghost. Would you have a Google maps link to the house? I'd be great to be able to have a look at it.


No way! He sold it in the 1990s. I have no idea who lives there now - he sold it to a solicitor who was moving up to Yorkshire from London, moved away to the Midlands himself so never saw the buyers or heard from them again after he left. By that time I was also in the Midlands. I have since moved back to Yorkshire and lived about 10 miles from this house.

I can't tell you how many times I have longed to knock on the door and ask them if they have had any experiences, whoever lives there now (and it may have been sold on since the 1990s, I guess). But I'd look like a mad person. I have seriously considered writing a book about hauntings in the area just to have an excuse to put out an ad/notices locally, to see if whoever lives there responds.

My feeling always was, I was never sure if dad wasn't lying about seeing and hearing nothing in his 30 plus years there. As everyone else heard something, and two of us at least saw something.

It was so extreme I find it hard to believe anyone could not have heard it, at least... But as I say the night he was shouting out in the street at the 'front door' - the two people (on different floors of the house, and who barely knew eachother) who heard it couldn't believe everyone else slept through it. Or that no neighbours complained.

But maybe if my dad really did have no experiences, other people could, too? My husband heard this story many times before he heard my stepsister recount the identical story. And her partner had heard her recount it many times before I corroborated that I'd seen it too.

I do recall that in the last year or two we lived there, my stepsister and I (both went to uni and never returned), it quietened down or at least no-one heard anything on the first storey any more. Weird things would happen (once when I was about 15 every single clock ad watch in the house stopped at the same time, 3 something am).

Shocked

But no abuse or physical manifestation. But the incident with the houseguests happened years after we moved out. So things must have happened sporadically. I would seriously give my eye teeth to find out if the current owners have experienced anything. Interestingly, the house opposite (also an old converted farmhouse) also had a lot of weird things happen in it, but then also, outsiders bought it and we never heard and no-one dared ask if it continued there, too.
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PostPosted: 18-03-2014 18:05    Post subject: Reply with quote

The floaty ghost sounds pretty harmless, if unnerving, but the shouty one might not be the same spectre, since he sounds a lot more threatening, if only threatening to disrupt your sleep.
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