THINGS THAT GO BUMP IN THE NITE

Up early so able to catch Jessica so she has someone to post with.
I recall being told of this event in my distant past, late teens.

A mate of mine and his brother were walking home after dusk from somewhere or other when they saw a figure of a man lit clearly by the street lamps about 50 feet in front of them. As they approached closer, to their astonishment they saw that the figure was not so much walking but gliding. The two froze when the figure crossed the road and with a brief flash of lite disappeared into the wall of a derelict building. When my mate told me I did not believe him and accused him of being on the grog. He replied ''no way, we were stone cold sober''.
Seems to have been missed guys and gal.
 
Terry's post about his childhood spooky encounter has reminded me of one I had when I was about 10. I along with my two best friends , Mary and Neil, decided to be daring and explore an old abandoned house. We had no knowledge it was haunted only eerie as we walked thru its old dusty and dilapidated rooms. In one upper room, probably a former bedroom, stood a large mirror, mostly covered in mold, thick dust and cobwebs which we wiped with an old cloth we found. When we had finished we looked into the mirror and naturally we saw our reflections and giggled. Then our visions disappeared and for several seconds were replaced by what resembled the faded figure of a woman in dark period dress. We screamed then fled the house.
 
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A former colleague once told me that he saw a group of children dressed in Victorian clothing playing ringy roses, it was near Delamare Forest over in Cheshire, very late one evening. He swears it's true and as Cheshire is steeped in history and known to have witches then I believed him.
That would have been really cool to see. You need to watch the celebrity ghost stories on youtube because there are some really good ones in that show.
 
Myself, my ex wife and our two daughters had many pets like birds of all sort, chooks, rats, mice, hamsters, lizards, cats, dogs, ... and as time went by they passed away. We gave them all nice burials in our side and back flower beds.
So I guess that makes my home of 31 years a "Pet Cemetery".
I'm fine with that, in particular my beloved mad Minature Pinscher who nearly lived to twenty. I buried him in my favourite flower bed with a marker and wrapped him up in his furry sheepskin. He was a lovely dog but mad as a hatter.
 
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You never said it was closed Terry.

Freaky.
My bad Craig. I think my mate was staying there then with others when it was a hostel ?
I must ask him, it was about 50 years ago he saw the blood on the staircase.

Anyway, I did some digging about the Old Haunted York Hospital. It's in Western Australia, approximately 97 kilometers east of Perth. It was established in 1896 as a hospital for miners during the gold rush era and later served as a school camp and hostel before becoming a private residence. The building is known for its heritage-listed Federation Arts and Crafts style and is also reportedly one of the most haunted places in Western Australia.

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Seems to have been missed guys and gal.

My bad Craig. I think my mate was staying there then with others when it was a hostel ?
I must ask him, it was about 50 years ago he saw the blood on the staircase.

Anyway, I did some digging about the Old Haunted York Hospital. It's in Western Australia, approximately 97 kilometers east of Perth. It was established in 1896 as a hospital for miners during the gold rush era and later served as a school camp and hostel before becoming a private residence. The building is known for its heritage-listed Federation Arts and Crafts style and is also reportedly one of the most haunted places in Western Australia.

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Will do some research into how it earned that reputation Terry.
 

Wow Craig, that was a very interesting clip.

I'm almost ashamed to say I knew little of the haunted York hospital given that from the late seventies to the eighties my folks had a holiday home in York, close to the town centre on the main road in.
I often worked on it with my Dad. My Mother soon after became ill so I was the only one to frequent that place, with many bohemian mates and girl friends. Usually arriving in a group of motorbikes.
I was aware of the haunted house but never ventured in thinking .... , more about motor cycle rides through the beautiful country about York and the local pubs, ... and partying.
We even wrote a song about York called "To get to York"
It's a lovely place to visit and an easy scenic drive to get to. There is a gorgeous winding road from York following the Avon River north to Northam.
My old farmer mate lives 14 km east of Northam in Grass Valley and rides motorbikes too. He still sings the York song pub-lically as the good muso he is.
 
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Here's my latest incarnation with the paranormal, when I've had a tiring day sometimes I'll make some ice coffee out of my left over soy milk in the plastic bottle. Well after I got home I made one tonight and then I drank it all straight from the bottle, anyway after I consumed it all the empty bottle was just sitting on my small little fold up table in my room in front of me which I use for my mouse plus mouse pad and my Keyboard as well just In front of the PC monitor. Anyway I was so tired tonight after a big day decided to have a nap straight after consuming my drink and as I just got up from this nap a few hours later I hear these two popping sounds my eyes then go directly to where the source of the noises came from and it turns out to be the same empty soy milk bottle which I drank from earlier in the night which now has two deep indentations on it just like someone has squeezed it hard with their hand. Now tell me that's is not freaky? I think I might have an entity in my room trying to get my attention for some reason because as I previously told you about my hair flicks out of nowhere as well which also still haven't stopped as yet either. Btw I'm still not scared from all this activity.
 
Agreed not to be scared Zman, certainly curiosity.
Observation and thought with an open mind would help understanding I reckon.
Monitor and record as a record perhaps. Most mobile smart phones can do all of that very well. So well, I binned my old Fuji digital camera yesterday because my phone and tablet do it much, much better. My tablet's camera and editing is very good if a bit bulky.
 
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Terry's post about his childhood spooky encounter has reminded me of one I had when I was about 10. I along with my two best friends , Mary and Neil, decided to be daring and explore an old abandoned house. We had no knowledge it was haunted only eerie as we walked thru its old dusty and dilapidated rooms. In one upper room, probably a former bedroom, stood a large mirror, mostly covered in mold, thick dust and cobwebs which we wiped with an old cloth we found. When we had finished we looked into the mirror and naturally we saw our reflections and giggled. Then our visions disappeared and for several seconds were replaced by what resembled the faded figure of a woman in dark period dress. We screamed then fled the house.
Bloody hell Richie that gave me the chills, I was expecting something sinister like that at the end. Did you ever go back or tell any adults?
 
Agreed not to be scared Zman, certainly curiosity.
Observation and thought with an open mind would help understanding I reckon.
Monitor and record as a record perhaps. Most mobile smart phones can do all of that very well. So well, I binned my old Fuji digital camera yesterday because my phone and tablet do it much, much better. My tablet's camera and editing is very good if a bit bulky.
That's the first thing I would try to do if I see anything sinister, take a picture of it 👍
 
Here's my latest incarnation with the paranormal, when I've had a tiring day sometimes I'll make some ice coffee out of my left over soy milk in the plastic bottle. Well after I got home I made one tonight and then I drank it all straight from the bottle, anyway after I consumed it all the empty bottle was just sitting on my small little fold up table in my room in front of me which I use for my mouse plus mouse pad and my Keyboard as well just In front of the PC monitor. Anyway I was so tired tonight after a big day decided to have a nap straight after consuming my drink and as I just got up from this nap a few hours later I hear these two popping sounds my eyes then go directly to where the source of the noises came from and it turns out to be the same empty soy milk bottle which I drank from earlier in the night which now has two deep indentations on it just like someone has squeezed it hard with their hand. Now tell me that's is not freaky? I think I might have an entity in my room trying to get my attention for some reason because as I previously told you about my hair flicks out of nowhere as well which also still haven't stopped as yet either. Btw I'm still not scared from all this activity.
I'm scared just reading it. 👀
I was scared in the locker room earlier after telling you guys how spooky it is in there.
 
Myself, my ex wife and our two daughters had many pets like birds of all sort, chooks, rats, mice, hamsters, lizards, cats, dogs, ... and as time went by they passed away. We gave them all nice burials in our side and back flower beds.
So I guess that makes my home of 31 years a "Pet Cemetery".
I'm fine with that, in particular my beloved mad Minature Pinscher who nearly lived to twenty. I buried him in my favourite flower bed with a marker and wrapped him up in his furry sheepskin. He was a lovely dog but mad as a hatter.
Keeping your pets close to you is lovely.
I wanted to bury my spaniel in my garden but I was weeks away from moving house and didn't want to leave her behind, so she was cremated.
 
Keeping your pets close to you is lovely.
I wanted to bury my spaniel in my garden but I was weeks away from moving house and didn't want to leave her behind, so she was cremated.
That's sensible to cremate her Jessica.given the situation. Were you able to get her ashes? I've scattered and mixed some of an old friends ashes into my nice Frangipani potted plant along with some of his favourite ever cat's ashes, Monty from decades ago.

I care for and love my little dog very much. He turns 13 next month (?) and I try to spend time with him every day like his daily brushing, cuddles, play and winter jacket. Two warm meals a day, fresh water, biscuits/kibble for small dogs, ...
Today on a lovely calm winter's day we just sat in the middle of my close park taking in the sun and watching big slow clouds pass by.
When we got home he was happy and excited running laps about the house,.
Dog and human connections go back maybe 100 thousand years. My eldest daughter has a docile Greyhound and my youngest daughter has a wilful and mischievous Golden lab, but with a friendy nature. All part of the family.
 
Bloody hell Richie that gave me the chills, I was expecting something sinister like that at the end. Did you ever go back or tell any adults?
Movie depictions of children not being afraid of the unknown is a load of rubbish. We three were petrified. I had totally forgotten this event, probably had blocked it from my mind and it was Terrys post that unlocked it. No no way were we going back. It stayed a secret with us three.
 
As Thomas wont join us here, I am doing some delving into the supernatural in Germany.
German ghostlore is a rich tapestry woven from centuries of cultural beliefs, societal fears, and historical events. The fascination with the supernatural in Germany is not merely a reflection of individual fears but a collective narrative that helps to shape and define societal norms. Ghost stories serve as a mirror, revealing the values, anxieties, and moral lessons of the communities from which they originate.

The historical context of German ghost stories can be traced back to medieval times, where they often emerged from the struggles of everyday life. In the face of calamities such as wars, plagues, and famines, ghost stories became a means of explaining the unexplainable. They evolved as cautionary tales, moral lessons, or even as explanations for tragic events.

German ghostlore is populated by a variety of spirits and supernatural entities, each with their own characteristics and stories. Some of the most notable figures include: Poltergeist, Wiedganger, Heimliche. We have all heard of a Poltergeist, is German for 'noisy ghost', known for causing bot all an awful racket, but physical disturbances too.
Wiedganger: Literally meaning “one who returns,” these are the spirits of the dead,yearning to returbn to the living world, while a Heimlich is a friendly spirit that protect households and families, often thought to bring good luck. Pretty much the opposite of a Poltergeist.

German ghostlore varies significantly across different regions, with each boasting its own unique stories and legends, influenced by local culture, history, and geography.
In Bavaria, tales of the Schwarze Katze (Black Cat) believed to bring misfortune are common among locals, in the Harz Mountains, the local narrative among local hikers is of the Brocken spectre—a ghostly apparition seen on the Brocken mountain. The last is the legend prevalent in the Rhine Valley, that of the Lorelei, a siren who lured sailors to their doom.
 
Germany has hundreds of castles, some now in ruins, some still habitable with many stories of hauntings and paranormal activity over the centuries within the walls of four in particular.

Eltz Castle: Haunted by Countess Agnes, who died defending the castle, so naturally the most haunted room is the Countess Room. Step inside here and watch doors open and close, lights flicker on and off.

Reichenstein Castle: Claims of various figures in medieval clothing wandering the halls. Some hear laughter echoing through the stone corridors.

Wolfsegg Castle: Believed to be haunted by the ghost of a woman, the "White Lady" murdered by her husband in the 1400s.

Kransberg Castle: Reported visions of apparitions in the windows
and strange feelings by visitors..

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Eltz Castle.
 
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That's sensible to cremate her Jessica.given the situation. Were you able to get her ashes? I've scattered and mixed some of an old friends ashes into my nice Frangipani potted plant along with some of his favourite ever cat's ashes, Monty from decades ago.

I care for and love my little dog very much. He turns 13 next month (?) and I try to spend time with him every day like his daily brushing, cuddles, play and winter jacket. Two warm meals a day, fresh water, biscuits/kibble for small dogs, ...
Today on a lovely calm winter's day we just sat in the middle of my close park taking in the sun and watching big slow clouds pass by.
When we got home he was happy and excited running laps about the house,.
Dog and human connections go back maybe 100 thousand years. My eldest daughter has a docile Greyhound and my youngest daughter has a wilful and mischievous Golden lab, but with a friendy nature. All part of the family.
At the time I couldn't afford a single cremation so she was cremated with other beloved dogs, her ashes were scattered near where the vet is located. I did my best for her and gave here a good life, she's probably running around with all my deceased dogs and cockatiels 🙂
 
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