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

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…

A Runcorn Ghost….

It was a late September night in 2018 when this event took place. It lasted only seconds but was very strange.

It was on Boston Avenue where it happened where I arrived at a house late on. It was now dark and about 11pm.

The street is quite often empty and you see little people around late at night despite its quite busy location of a daytime on a busy road.

I went to the house and then returned to get something out of the boot. As I approached the boot – the driveway was next to the public footpath next to the road outside the house. The boot faced parked on the drive towards the path and road.

This is when I seen coming towards me a young girl. It was dark and didnt take too much notice of her. But I knew it was a girl from her size roughly of a teenage girl with long hair. I remember she wore earphones and her face was shadowed out. She was about 7 foot away from me.

But apart from that I never looked or took any notice other than the quick glance at her as I turned to the boot with my back now to the road and the path. Because usually of a day or early evening you see dogwalkers and young people on the paths walking along.

I decided to wait until she passed until I opened the boot. I turned and looked around again quick – but there was absolutely nobody there. She had completely vanished….

I looked up and down the road but there was no girl….

She couldnt of gone into another house because her location was too close to me to go into someone elses drive and I would of seen her go down the drive as the fences are low between the houses. But there was absolutely no one about. She had simply dissapeared…

I can still remember it clearly as she came down the path towards me. I can see her shape and hair and length. I remember how the streetlamp lit up around her but her face and most of her front was shadowed out in darkness as Boston Avenue is quite a dark place anyway at night.

But what I do remember since this event which lasted about 5 seconds. From when I first seen her, turned my back and then turned back again and she had vanished – what I remember which I didnt notice at the time – is she had no footsteps.

She literally just came down the path, silently and dissapeared….

I dont know whether anyone else has ever witnessed anything in this area but to me it actually happened and was very strange as I know she couldnt of gone in another house or crossed the road or passed me out of sight within 5 seconds….

I would love to hear from others who have experienced anything strange…

Sleep Paralysis…

One of the most terrifying things which ever happened to me, if not the most terrifying thing – was the night I had sleep paralysis….

I had slept quite well for most of the night until about 5am when I went to go the toilet. I returned and got into bed and began to go back sleep. Thats when something happened and something changed.

I remember opening my eyes and seeing the shadow of someone crossing the bedroom wall. The presence I got is that this was an evil dark presence. I remember seeing it cross the wall and reach another wall and in the mirror I seen the back of a mans head with dark brown hair reflect in the mirror as he turned and came towards me on the other side of the bed. I could tell by the way he moved he wasnt walking – but floating a few inches off the ground.

I tried so hard to move, I tried so hard to shout and scream but all I could move was my eyes. There was a faint pulse that passed through my body that was all. I thought I was dying.

But stood beside me in the room next to the bed was a man. He held his hands out fingers spread out towards me as if he was using an invisible force to pin me down.

This seemed to last a lifetime but I imagine in reality it was only a few seconds.

I can still see him now. He wore a brown suit. His hair was slicked back and he had a pocket watch chain going into his pocket which I imagine was where the watch was.

He struck me as wearing a style belonging to the 1950s. Considering this event took place in the early 21st century and I was in my early 20s at the time I had little experience or knowledge of styles in the 1950s.

I was absolutely terrified. The whole aura and situation and presence of the man was of an evil entity and of terror.

He then removed his hands and placed them in his pockets. He looked round the room almost with an expression of nostalgia as if he had been there before in the old house with a small grin. He then simply dissapeared and a strange glow through the window dissapeared but the room remained the same.

I was then free and sat bolt upright. The room was the same, the lighting through the window of the morning light was the same – all that had changed was the man had gone. He had simply vanished.

I can still see every detail of him and completely remember him up until this day. His style of hair, his face and his clothes and the pocket watch and his pose and body language. I remember every detail of the event. It was the most frightening experience I ever had.

People will tell me it was a dream a lucid dream etc and discredit my experience but to me it was very real and really happened to me. I know the difference between a dream and this experience.

I often searched family photos to see if I could ever see this man as I know I would recognize his face but found nothing.

Who was he? Someone who had existed before in history and long forgotten?

The only strange similarity took place a few years later when my nan was telling me and my mum a ghost story she experienced during the war and was of a relative of hers who died during the war and one night she claimed to of seen him in a room glowing bright – and wearing a brown suit….

The Others…

This is a true story of what happened to my nana in 2013 and the ghost which plagued her last few months.

Emily was a grand lady. She was 98 years old and had lived a long and happy life. She had 9 children, vast amounts of grandchildren and many great grandchildren. She had lived a long and beautiful life in a happy that she had lived in for 78 years. But all that was about to change….

It began one autumn morning when Emily sat to rest in a chair overlooking the whole living room. She sat and enjoyed the peace. But then she was disturbed…

According to my nana Emily a man entered the room and went into the living room and looked in the mirror….and a woman followed…. Dressed in all black wearing a black veil…. Like she had just been to a funeral…. And sat in my grandmother’s favourite chair… Her face in a fixed gaze… Motionless….

Who was these two strange people my grandmother had been witness to? Within a minute they faded away into thin air…..

The days passed by and there was no strange incidents until a few days later when Emily was sat in her chair in the living room she was watching television when she seen something out of the corner of her eye. She turned to look… Floating across the room towards Emily was – her mother.

Emilys mother had been dead at least 30 years and here she was as a young woman approaching my nana across the living room. Emily recognized the green dress she wore well… The phantom turned and headed through the hall door and vanished. My nana was so convinced she seen her that she stood up and went after her. Shouting her name in a friendly gentle manner as anyone would to their mother… But she was gone… Vanished….

Then events took a deeper and darker turn….

My nana (Emily) was sat in her chair when suddenly a boy appeared….smiling…. And being playful gazing at my nana. There was activity about suddenly of other people. A woman was looking around and a little dog was sniffing about the room as if he had always been there.

But then the atmosphere changed. According to my nana the boys face became fear and the woman dissapeared and a man entered and the child ran chased by the man and they all vanished….

These people then became an ongoing presence in my nana Emilys life.

My aunt Judy went to check on my nana due to these stories circulating amongst the members of the family. But she was nowhere to be found. My aunty searched the house and came lastly to a locked conservatory door… She opened in and there was Emily… Locked in. Emily claims the family locked her in and was looking her in there on the ‘mans’ orders.

What confused my aunty was how had my nana managed to lock herself in from the other side?

This man was an evil and aggressive presence. In the dead of night he was constantly shouting ‘put the light on’ aggressively to Emily leaving her with no sleep.

I went to visit my grandmother myself one day. I entered the hall and I could hear her talking to people. I went in and she was sat talking to someone on the couch. As soon as I entered it stopped and she talked to me instead normal as she always did and didn’t say a word to the person on the sofa. But as soon as I left to go the toilet…. I entered the hall and I heard her say ‘now where was we?… ‘ and the chat had begun again…. It hadn’t been forgotten about. This person hadn’t been forgotten about by my grandmother. It was almost as if they had waited patiently for me to leave…..sat on the sofa… Invisible and silent….

The next door neighbour to my nana Emily rang an aunty of mine that she could hear my nana Emily shouting one night through the wall so she went to investigate….

Emily claims that the boy had awoken my nana up asking for help from the man….then the man had appeared and a battle had begun between Emily and the man involving the boy….. Emily pulled on one arm of the boy and the man on the other…. A struggle took place…..Emily claims the man won and dragged the screaming boy ‘through the wall’. What concerned my aunty was… The carpet was all rucked up where Emilys feet had fought hard and dug deep against an opposing force…..

Things then got a little stranger…

Upon one of the men in my family going to visit Emily to see if she was OK he entered the kitchen… Here Emily had made three cups of tea… One for her, one for him and one for ‘the man’. He picked up the cup which was for ‘the man’ and poured it away down the sink. Then… He tells everyone convincingly…. The kitchen door slammed shut as if someone had slammed it in anger……

The man would often whisper at the end of the bed ‘we’re coming for you’ in a evil way.

I remember the last time I seen my grandmother. It was one Christmas eve. She stood at the bottom of the stairs agitated… Demanding the three people at the top come down at once…..

It was widely believed Emily had dimentia…. But these people… The man, the woman, the child and the dog were continuous up until she died…. The story and the characters and the appearances and descriptions of them never changed….

The demon of the fire

This is a story of a young tourist girl in London and her encounter with a Demon.

‘I had arrived in London knowing of the recent ongoing knife attacks and acid attacks and lately the crimes had risen. But very lately the crimes and murders had been much worse – much more savage.

It was a late night in London and I made my way home towards my hotel heading towards the tower of London. I remember walking with my headphones in and my new iPhone. It was a dark autumn night and the clocks had just been changed back and it had gone dark early. It was now roughly midnight.

Thats when I seen a few men stood in my path in hoodies. They faced my way. I quickly went down a nearby alley to avoid danger. Thats when before me stood three other men. The other three men surrounded me and pushed me to the floor.

Give us the phone bitch. One of them said.

Another planted a gentle kick in my ribs.

Leave me alone please. I am not from here. I said.

One pulled me up by my hair and put a knife to my throat.

Your kind do not belong here. He said.

The phone. Another man said.

Then footsteps came from the shadows. I seen all the men look behind me into the dark alley.

First I seen red dots. Then a shadow appeared with red glowing eyes.

His eyes glew red and everyone went quiet.

One of the men showed his knife to the man who had appeared.

Get out of here or I will knife you. He said.

One approached the shadow and threw a punch at him but the shadow with red eyes moved and lifted him up high by his throat with one arm. The man shouted and then went silent. The shadow with red eyes dropped him to the floor.

Then the other men suddenly screamed in horror as if they was burning but there was no fire. The man with red eyes stood still.

I quickly made a run for it. As fast as I could wearing heels.

I went down the street over a cobbled street by the tower of London. I could sense darkness and evil following but I didn’t dare look. I could hear footsteps.

I entered my hotel and headed up the stairs as the lift was taking ages and there was no time. I got to the 5th floor and looked over the balcony and seen the arm of the shadow on the bannister making his way up the stairs following me.

I was frightened. What was this monster going to do to me?

I got to my hotel room and shut the door and put the chain on. I peeped through the peephole for ages but nobody came… I waited ages but nobody came.

That night while I was asleep I briefly awoke and thought for a second I seen the demon at the end of the bed. The red eyes gazing at me but then he dissapeared into a black cloud within a second. I lay in bed wondering what and who that shadow was. The night had terrified me…

The following morning I got the courage up to leave the hotel room again. The room had a small scent of fire and flames. I watched the news and seen an organized crime gang of muggers had been murdered on the streets of London. The gang which had stopped me. I paniced in fright. I went to call the police, but what would I tell them? I never made the call.

I headed outside into the new unknown…

I walked the streets and out of the corner of my eye I thought I seen the demon watching me everywhere I went. Perhaps it was just my imagination.

That night on way through hotel hallway my shadow passed along the wall and for a second I seen another shadow pass mine on the wall. But there was nothing there when I looked. But I smelt fire again…it wasn’t till the next day I re-encountered the demon.

I was visiting the tower of London and there was a few people left as it was late and night set in. I headed down a winding staircase in one of the towers when I lost my footing and knew I was about to plummet and fall down to the bottom. I felt myself falling – When a shadow reached out of the wall and grabbed me and held my arm and pulled me back to balance. I turned and looked in horror. A black shadow stared at me. Then its eyes flickered red and dissapeared and returned to the wall and shot off as a shadow along the wall…. The demon had saved me again.

I continued the journey home shaken and scared. I could hear someone with me but there was nobody there. It sounded as if the sounds came from someone crawling along the walls from high above on buildings. The scent of fire was noticable.

Thats when without thinking due to being frightened I stepped out into the road and a car which flew towards me with no time to stop or for me to move and was seconds away from killing me when I was grabbed and carried to safety by someone. I looked around and I was flying through the air with this shadow. We flew and flew and flew. I could hear the gentle sounds of wings flapping. Then we landed on the ground again.

I turned and faced the person who saved me once again. I looked around frightened and faced this shadow.

Before me stood the shadow who saved me a few times. He stank of fire and his eyes glew red. I found him hypnotic.

Who are you? Please dont hurt me. I asked.

He never responded just stared. He went to move forward but he was disturbed by a dog barking.

Then someone was coming and he dissapeared into a black cloud and dispersed quick. I never found out what would of happened if he hadn’t of been disturbed.

That night I had a dream. I dreamt that the shadow with red eyes was crawling up the side of my hotel whispering my name demonically. He came up higher and higher. Then he was outside my window. I could see his red eyes looking at me through the glass. Then he slithered in and began crawling up my bed saying my name. Then I awoke sweating.

Everywhere I went I sensed the demon. Walking back across Tower Bridge I could sense him there with me watching me constantly.

The news was full of murders of wanted criminals and gangs murdered brutally. No one could understand what happened to them. But I knew because I was the witness to one of the attacks.

I rang my mum back home on video call. I wanted to see a friendly face. We chatted for five minutes when behind her I noticed something. I froze because on the wall behind my mum was an unexplained shadow. It stood there and watched. Its red eyes flickered. Then moved away quickly along the wall.

Mum did you see that? I asked.

No what? She said.

I quickly made an excuse to hang up the call as now the fright was intense. The shadow was even at mums house for me to see on video chat behind her.

The demon was dominating my life and scaring me beyond words and I felt truly alone and scared.

It wasn’t until the next night where I faced my final encounter with the demon.

I had felt safer outdoors in the daytime. Safety in numbers where the demon surely could not harm me. But on my journey to my hotel as the night set in I encountered a house fire. A woman stood outside screaming her baby was inside. An old man who tried to help lay on the floor covered in smoke.

I decided to help quick. I rushed towards the house fire and entered and felt the heat. Thats when I froze and couldn’t move. A force held me from moving forwards or backwards. I was being held still by an unknown force. I fought and fought and fought to move. Then before me coming down the stairs was the shadow. It carried the baby crying and then I was unlocked and free. The shadow passed the baby to me and I left the house quick. The shadow stood there and didn’t move. I put the baby in the mothers arms just as the fire brigade turned up when the house exploded with the shadow inside. I turned and looked in shock.

The woman took the baby in hospital to have the baby checked out while I accompanied the old man. He had one relative and sadly died on the way to the hospital.

All I knew is if it wasn’t for the demon – I would of died in that explosion.

I decided to wait with him in the morgue until his sister arrived. It was a quiet eery place and the old man lay on the table. The doctor left to go and retrieve some files and left me with the old mans corpse.

I had never seen a body before and was a little in fear. I felt sad for the old man and began a prayer for him.

Then I was stopped in my tracks… For the corpse spoke to me.

It whispered my name twice.

I stood up and the mans head moved a little. His eyes glew red.

My heart beat fast.

He said my name again and raised his hand.

Who are you? I asked.

I am the demon who has stalked your every move for days. The corpse said.

What do you want from me? I asked scared.

A bride. My bride. Come with me and join me in the fire as my bride. He replied grinning evil.

The tempt to kill you is strong but the resistance is so much more powerful. He said.

I possess this mans body to say you are free now from me. I have protected you the best I could. Said the corpse.

Did you harm my mum? I asked.

No. I protected you. I never harm you or your family. As pathetic as such a notion is of family. He said.

I suddenly didn’t feel as scared by the demon who had protected me often.

Thank you for protecting me. I thought you wanted to kill me. I said.

I have struggled so hard not to kill you. But you was vulnerable when I found you. You needed help not more fear. Mankind gives enough fear to mankind. Said the corpse.

I grabbed the hand he held out. It felt hot.

Maybe next time you will kill me. I said joking.

There wont be a next time. The fire has destroyed my existance in this world. I am made of the smoke of fire. And the fire fought fire with fire. I must return to the depths soon. Said the corpse.

What are you? I asked.

I am a demon who has come to Earth to punish mankind for its sins. To remind them of super beings and destroy the wrong doers. Mankind has forgotten we exist. The lure to kill all is strong. He said.

Why did you protect me? I asked.

He looked at me.

I may look like a monster but I am not. I may be demon but demons was once angels. I have a light side. You needed help and I brought it. He said.

Demons are evil surely. You have killed many. I said.

Mankind is evil to each other. Mankind has always been the true evil. I am merely the punisher of evil. Within heaven and hell there is no evil towards each other such as on Earth possesses. He said.

I was warming to this entity which has protected me.

Thank you for looking after me. You have been kind to me. I am scared of you yet attracted to your presence. I said.

I craved you to be my bride. To be in darkness together forever. For you to be mine. But that never shall be. I have watched the kindness of your actions and you belong in the light. Said the corpse.

You have no place in this world. You belong somewhere else. Are there others like you? I asked.

He grinned.

There are many of us who are made from the smoke of fire. But not in this world. He said.

Tell them to stay where they are please. I said.

They obey all commands given. No one has a choice just like mankind doesn’t have a choice. Destiny exists. He said.

Life here is such a beautiful paradise but mankind has made it a place worse than hell to live in. Gratitude is seldom and weak and a dying emotion on Earth he said.

I will never be your bride. As kind as you have been to me. Never. I said.

I already know your future. Beware of a man name Rouge. He said.

Who’s that? I asked.

You will know when you encounter him. I must go now and return to the fire. He said.

Please dont think I am evil. I am of the fire with no empathy or emotion. Evil is this world.

You are evil. But you have done kind things too. I forgive you but I dont want to see you again. I said.

I clutched his hand and he returned to a stone cold corpse.

The following day was my last day. I experienced nothing of the demon. It was true that he had gone.

I walked up the aeroplane steps thinking how chaotic my time in England had been, how dangerous it had been and how my life would never be the same again.

Perhaps in life – it is the demons who protect us afterall

Since then I have never seen the demon since…..