A Hospital Ghost…

This is a story of a Nurse who witnessed a ghost in 1989 in a London hospital….

Margaret was on shift in the hospital when a young girl was rushed in to Intensive care because she had been involved in a terrible car accident. She was a young girl with pig tails aged about 10 years ago covered in blood and clutching a teddy bear.

The girl was in a terrible way and was in alot of pain. She cried and screamed. Margaret held the other hand that was free as they rushed her down the coridoor quick.

Her and Margaret exchanged eye contact and she whispered to Margaret.

“Save me, please help me” she said as loud as she could to Margaret.

“You will be fine I promise” Margaret said back softly.

They rushed her into intensive care.

Margaret stayed and held her hand as they worked hard to help the girl. She was in alot of pain.

“Please I want my mummy. Dont let me die. Please save me” said the girl crying looking at Margaret.

Margaret clutched her hand

“Be strong you will be fine. Your mummy will be here soon. I promise” she spoke comforting the little girl.

The girl looked at Margaret and then she went quiet and her eyes froze. Her heart monitor beeped as her heart had stopped.

They began trying to resusitate the girl and her hand became so still it simply slipped from Margarets hand.

“Please save her” said Margaret loud.

But she didnt recover and they eventually stopped.

“I am sorry Margaret – I am afraid she is dead. Time of death is 22.15” said the doctor. There was silence in the room as everyone felt sadness. A tear rolled down Margarets eye.

It was a year later, Margaret was working on the night shift and it was a quiet evening in the hospital. The nights was drawing in early and it was dark.

The night reached 10pm at night. The doctor asked Margaret to go and get some items from storage which was now set in a dark old part of the hospital no longer used and the lights was all off as no longer used in this section.

Margaret headed down the coridoor into the slightly lit ward of the hospital. It was just her, a darkly lit coridoor and the echo of her own footsteps.

Then she became aware of the sound of a child singing somewhere up front. Then on her pathway Margaret seen a young girl stood facing the wall with her back to her.

The girl was singing a nursery rhyme quietly.

Margaret approached. She was aware a family had been in the hospital visiting and assumed it was one of their children wandering about.

She approached the child who wore a dress and had pigtails.

Margaret stood about five feet away from the girl.

“Hello, are you ok? Are you lost?” Asked Margaret.

The child continued singing and then slowly began turning round.

She now faced Margaret singing.

Margaret froze in terror as she recognized the girl from the year before who had died in the crash.

Her face was all damaged and covered in scars.

Margaret froze in fright as the young girl continued singing her nursery rhyme.

She stared with a fixed stare at Margaret. She never blinked and her face was pale glowing white.

Margaret quickly turned and walked fast the way she came knowing the girl stared at her as she headed away.

There was something more terrifying about the girl than the girl had been when she was alive.

She stopped and looked back and the girl was floating towards her an couple of inches off the floor. She clung onto the teddy bear still.

The girl came closer and closer and the before Margarets eyes – vanished.

Margaret fled the area and returned into the populated area of the hospital.

She told her colleagues what she had seen.

Margaret was surprised to hear that a little girl with pigtails had been reported by patients late at night as she stood staring at them next to their beds…..

The leaves of Autumn…

Oh the beautiful Autumn, How I embrace your beginning, To your beauty and timing I welcome,

The magic in the air, As night begins to fall, And orange everywhere

And to you oh Autumn do I succumb
And the beautiful leaves – of Autumn

The romance of Autumn begins to grow
The air is nice and cold
And the fires of home begins to glow

My favourite time of year
Orange all around,
The coseyness grows everywhere
And the leaves upon on the ground

To Autumn do I succumb
Oh the magic of Autumn, you are simply awesome

How I love the beautiful leaves – of Autumn

Heroes shall live and die and fall like the leaves of Autumn

The beauty of ageing shown to us by nature through the colours of Autumn

Oh to Autumn do I succumb
To the beauty within – the leaves of Autumn

And soon into the Autumn dark nights do hearts go,

and on Autumn walks with the sounds of the crunchy leaves under our feets below,

and the beautiful world between the hot and the cold, Autumn is natures limbo

Within Autumn is a beautiful glance,
As the firelight within rooms begins to dance,

As we cosey up at home for warmth
And the darkness begins to advance,
As we are eclipsed by the autumns beautiful romance,

How I find you oh Autumn simply awesome

How I love the beauty – of the leaves of Autumn

A Sailors Return…

This is a true story of the first day or two of a sailors return after the second world war….

The sun came through the window. A new day had begun and it was the first day of Bills life after war.

He rolled a cigarette and struck a match. He climbed out of bed and headed towards the window and peeped through the blind as the sun shone upon him. He looked out at a quiet peaceful scene he was no longer used to.

A young woman with long dark brown hair entered into the room wearing a dress.

Morning Bill said the woman.

Bill: morning Emma

He remained fixed on looking out of the window.

Emma: we can relax now and be happy. This is the first day of the rest of our lives. War is over and we can live in peace.

Smoke hung a little in the air as Bill smoked. He remained almost motionless in the morning sunshine.

Emma looked and smiled.

Emma: how I have missed them bright blue eyes.

Bill: feels strange after everywhere I have been and now I am in this little room in this little house in the north of England.

Emma put some slippers next to the bed and tidied up the side cupboard.

Emma: I am so glad to have my handsome man back. You are alive and well. Which is what cannot be said for most.

Bill: am I still the same man I was before the war? I dont feel the same. War kills everyone in some way.

Emma began making the bed and tucking the duvet under the pillows.

Emma: well I will accept you just as you are. You are my Bill.

Bill continued puffing on his cigarette.

Emma came over and hugged him and he put his arm round her.

Emma: love you

Bill smiled

Bill: I love you too my darling.

Emma: now there are two young daughters of yours who you need to be re-aquinted with. They need their father still. They are lucky they still have you. You are blessed.

Bill smiled and hugged her closer.

Within him he was glad to be home but struggled to show it on the surface.

Bill looked at Emma and smiled.

Bill: I am glad to be home again. Glad to be home…with you.

Emma smiled.

Emma: I really missed you. Now today is the first day of the rest of our lives so lets enjoy being alive and well and being a family again.

Bill nodded and continued to smoke a cigarette while gazing out of the window.

Bill: what will I do with myself now?

Emma looked at him and smiled.

Emma: There are many paths to take for war heroes like you. You are my hero. Whatever happens we will get through it together.

Bill grinned and kept his arm round her and pulled her closer.

Bill: I dont know what I would do without you. I am glad you love me. I wouldnt of got through the war without the inspiration and incentive of returning home to you.

Emma smiled.

Emma: I love you so much. Thats why I wrote to you every single day. I knew in my heart of hearts you would return safe to me. The Royal Navy couldnt keep you forever. You belong to me not them silly sods.

Bill smiled and looked round the room at a bedroom he had seen nothing of for almost five years. He was home and safe and away from the dark depth of the seas.

Bill: I dont really want to mention the war again. May it be a distant past memory to those who was scarred by this evil we endured.

Emma kissed him on the cheek.

Emma: hate lost to love in the end. Now lets focus on the love of this family and its future. We are very fortunate.

They remain quiet and together in a moment of solidarity.

Emma: now lets get a nice cooked breakfast down you. I know you loved a nice breakfast before. I will treat you to what ingredients I can get my hands on for a nice start to the day.

She let go of the hug and he continued to smoke. He sat on the end of the bed. He was home and he was free and he was alive.

Emma headed down the stairs to make breakfast. A military plane flew over and Bill instantly looked which had now become instinctive to him. He then fought his gaze and tried to remind himself it is now peacetime.
He stumped out his cigarette.

He spoke to himself.
Bill: Silence, the sound of silence. You are unfamiliar to me and make me nervous. Within you is when the memories return. The silence is going to haunt me.

He rubbed his hands on his face and stood up.

Unknown to Bill a little girls face peeped through a gap in the doorway watching him….

The Harvest Moon…

How I love the harvest moon

How you glow peacefully in the autumn night sky

How I enjoy tonights skies as you pass on by, your glow reflecting in my admiring eye

Bringing the nights beauty and peace as the winter nights come soon

How you bring the peace of the world as the world basks in your light

You hang so low and majestically as the harvest nears by

The moon glowing in the skies, such a wonderful sight

As you shine your light on the new fruit and the crops

You bring a magic into the skies upon this time of year

You bring a romance in the cold autumn night

You are majestic in nature as you hang silently over the fields and the trees,

How you have glowed upon the faces of those fortunate to be alive, and existed in many different histories

You shine so quietly and so peacefully

I see your beauty as shining through my window is your moonlight

You are bringing beauty to the night just like you have done for all eternity

And I will never forget this night, this beautiful moon hanging in the sky

I shall never forget the harvest moon of tonight…

Amnesty for all…

Now is the time for the world to share beautiful amnesty and for the people to be in peace together as one mankind.

Afterall everything people fight about is either propoganda of a picture painted yesterday of other people and countries and feuds from centuries and centuries ago.

Now is the time for the settlement of feuds from the past as non of these feuds and atrocities of the past was commited by anyone alive today.

We are all innocent and do not deserve to be punished for the crimes of those long since dead.

It is time for the modern day people who are alive and want our children to have a nice life to make a paradise of this planet where we can move forward together in harmony.

People dont have to be responsible for such actions of ancestors neither do they have to be sorry but we must all forgive and forget now and realize today is today and today is wonderful.

Amnesty is a great ideology. Feuds that people have in this modern day are led by people who dont entirely know what they are fighting for and have no personal issue with the people they fight. It is a feud merely implanted in them by others or by the propoganda of history.

The fact of the matter is we are here on Earth for little amount of time and feuds are not worth it.

The shaking of hands and good will to all people is much more of a powerful message.

Lets forget the sins of the past. Lets move forward and make new exciting chapters and enjoy all people and a peaceful planet.

May the world agree to Amnesty one day….