Memories I was on either a school trip or Girl Guide holiday, I'm sorry to say I could no longer remember which. We were standing in the main hall of a building, not a particularly grand or old building as I can recall. I remember being impatient, as were some of the other children and seeing an open door to the left of the hallway we decided to investigate. The doorway led to a single flight of stairs going straight up ahead, with a landing running back along above and to the right. At the top of the stairs were three rooms, one at each end of the landing and one in the middle. I remember that it was a bright, sunny day and there was a feeling of peacefulness. None of the rooms were furnished, they were completely bare with bare floor boards. I remember a couple of the rooms not being quite level, that is the floor sloped slightly making you feel a bit seasick! I was in the room just off the centre of the landing, and I remember looking out at the view; nothing much really, just grassy wasteland, but the sky was blue and the sun was warm and I remember feeling very day-dreamy. Suddenly I realised I was alone in the room and decided I would go and look for the others. I came out of the centre room and into the room at the far end from the stairs at the end of the landing. No one was there. As I went past the room I was just in I checked it again as I thought maybe my friends were hiding from me for a joke. No-one there either. I finally checked the room nearest the top of the stairs, at the other end of the landing. No-one there either. So, I descended the stairs to see where everyone had gone. As I was about halfway down, I noticed some movement above and looked up to the landing. A man had come out of the room furthest from the top of the stairs; he didn't look at me but just walked straight across the landing. At the time, I wasn't scared at all. It seemed a bit hazy faded almost. But I remember exactly what he looked like and what he was wearing. He was average height, but well built and wearing a brown suit - the style reminded me of those you see in the old films when the men go hunting - there was no belt but that sort of style. But it was a darker brown, and had quite a 'loud' check pattern to it, made of mustard-coloured stripes. His hair was dark and he had quite a strong/full dark moustache. I do remember that when I got back downstairs, I told the tour guide who by that stage had appeared, that I had seen a man up there. One of the adults with us went to check and there was no one up there. They looked at me like I was a complete fibber and I seem to remember not being in their very good books. Well, that's it. Call me nuts, but it did happen. I suppose the fact I didn't feel terrified or anything makes people doubt the 'authenticity' but I know for sure what I saw. Another strange experience was when I was about 17. I was going to a friends and (I don't know if this is significant) it was around dusk. I was driving down the road to her house and I was late - I was supposed to be there at 7.30pm and it was 7.45pm on the car's clock. As I got nearer her house, maybe a quarter-mile away, I experienced something really odd. It felt as if I had hit something in the road; as an animal lover I became immediately distraught and brought the car to a halt. There was no other traffic coming either way, and there was (thankfully) no animal in the road, nothing in my tyres. I even wondered if it could have been a plastic bag or something had just caught on a tyre, but there really was nothing, nor was there any rubbish, or anything anywhere in the vicinity. It was such a strong feeling, almost like something passing through me, but with quite a jolt. When I arrived at my friend's house she said I looked pale, I didn't realise I was that affected but I told her what happened and she listened but we then carried on with our evening. I got home late, maybe 11.30pm and my parents were not home. I then worried that they had been in an accident or something, maybe that was what I had sensed somehow. Anyway, they eventually got home at 1.30am. An elderly friend of my mothers had been walking to a church meeting they were having. The meeting was at 8.00pm. The woman was met by a couple of others attending the same meeting. I don't know the details but essentially, without warning, the old woman stepped into the road to cross over and was hit by a car and did not survive. This was at 7.45pm. I can't prove that my experience was anything to do with this but at the time I was certain the two were connected. Victoria. Hertfordshire [Home][Top][Back] If page is loaded out of frames click Here This material may not be copied, published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed. Ghost Watch UK are not held responsible for any actions taken after reading any of our pages!