My Spiritual Best Friend

From: Fern (brightbubblyblond@hotmail.co.uk)
Story type: Ghost
Location: My house
Source: Form Submission
Date submitted: Wed Apr 30 18:53:50 2008

A few years ago, something very strange happened. I was sat in my bedroom, talking to my friend on my cell phone. I got that feeling that someone was watching me from across the room, from my window seat. I turned around and saw a vauge outline of something. I was a little freaked so I went downstairs into the hallway to continue my conversation.

A few nights later, I was getting ready to go shopping with my friends in my bedroom. As I was painting my nails, a bottle of nail varnish was knocked off my dresser. I spun round and there was that vauge outline again.

That night in bed, I was having trouble getting to sleep. Suddenly, I woke up. I know my eyes were open, because I could see my feet at the end of my bed. My parents where downstairs watching TV and my brother was out with friends. Suddenly, all the upstairs lights turned on, and I felt myself being lifted off of the bed and picked up into the air. I was carried by something out on to the landing where I continued to float in mid air. I saw the figure beside me, staring at me. I screamed and as soon as I did, I was dropped from the air, and landed with a thud, hitting my head on one of our wooden steps.

My parents had the TV on so they didnt hear my scream. They came up to go to bed, and found me lying on the landing, tears streaming down my face, very pale. It was really weird, and I still dont get ready in my bedroom, or take calls in there.

Another 2 small stories- these are from my mother.

About 14 years ago, my mum was sitting with her friend in her car, overlooking a field, with the gate just in front of them. They had just been out for a meal, and they had stopped with the sun roof down to look at the stars, as it was a really starry night. Suddenly my mum and her friend noticed something moving across the field. It was 2 things, joined together like siamese twins, wearing brown monk robes, and you couldnt see there faces. They were gliding. As soon as they got to the gate, my mum shrieked and locked the doors. Then she drove off as fast as she could.

2nd story-

When my mum was a little girl, her and my auntie were in there room, about to go to sleep. My auntie was convinced something was in the cupboard, but my mum reasured her there wasnt. After theyd been asleep for a bit, my mum woke up to find Roman Soldiers in full battle costume marching towards her at the end of her bed. They'd march forwards, then backwards, each time getting a little closer. She got a voice in her head telling her to get out of the room before they reached the bed.

She ran out of the room crying.

Funnilly enough, the road she lived on was called Watling Street Road, a roman road.