The Women and the Piano

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Story type: Ghost
Location: my house in brixton
Source: Form Submission

the ghost was witnessed by me on the 11th of december 2003. I was at my old house in brixton (london) and i'd just got back from school. My parents had just received a grand piano from my great grandmother after she passed away from cancer.

I was on my own and at that time seeing as it was winter, the house was dim and shadowwy. Usually my house was warm and coasy, but not that day. For some reason there seemed to be an air of mystery. I know it seems that im making this up. But i swear it must have been a ghost or something weird. Because upstairs in my old study i could hear notes being played on the piano. Neither my mum or my dad were indoors and were both at work. I was so scared.

SO wot i did was take up my bb gun and i expected it to be a burgular. but when i got to the landing of the stairs, ther was noone sitting on the piano chair. just the dark room only lit by the street lamps outside and the small empty chair.

I was pretty freaked out by this stage but i checked around the room. nothing. god i swear i was insane. but when i turned round i saw the glimmer of a reflection in the study window. A gaunt old face staring back, wrinkles, and the sure sign of a mature age. it didnt show up for long, but i could feel a cold breeze inide the room. it was quite an experience... trust me im not lying