Your Name: Maddie
My Story: I see ghosts fairly frequently, in my home, in town, in my friends houses on school trips. But, one particular incident really freaked me out and still does to this day. You know when you get those dreams when you’re just nodding off where you’ll suddenly hit the ground or something and you wake up suddenly? Well I was just nodding off and I was drifting in and out so sometimes I was in a dream, other times I could see my room. Then, I looked out the side of my bed and saw a little boy lean into me and I figured it was in my dream, until the little boy drove a knife at me with speed and I was so shocked, I opened my eyes instantly and sat up. It took my breath away for a bit but it wasn’t until the morning that I properly realised it wasn’t a dream. Another time I was sitting in Starbucks and my mum went to the loo and I just sat looking out the window. A man walked past, very slowly, and I just studied him for a moment, noticing his grey-ish face, sad expression, tall thin body, dull clothing. I looked up the road and two women with a pushchair each and 3 or 4 children between them were approaching and I thought how amuzing it would be seeing the man trying to get past them. But, he did, with ease. I didn’t exactly see him go through them, but they didn’t acknowledge him, didn’t even look at him. They carried on chatting and the man seemed to continue on up the road, staring in the same direction the whole time. At this point my Mum came back from the toilet and I looked at her, then back at the man, and he was gone. I explained this to her and she was too creeped out but we’ve both got used to me seeing spirits. I’d just rather not experience anymore bad spirits!
What do you think?