User blog:SmudgyHollz/Ghost Stories

Okay, so my Dad was telling me ghost stories last night. They aren't particularly scary but they kinda give you goosebumps. Especially because they are all true...

BEWARE: Do NOT read this blog post if you get scared easily!!

The Lights
At the back of my Dad's old house, where the dining room is now, it used to be a bare shed-like room where they stored logs. There were glass doors covering one wall and this room was attached to the actual house. Well, it was dark at the time and my Dad was in his teens. He had gone into the room with his dog Charlie to get logs.

Well, they went inside and Charlie suddenly started growling at nothing. And then all of the lights turned off.

As it turns out, Charlie was not the brightest of creatures and was actually growling at his own reflection. As for the lights, that was the doing of my father's little brother. He had been fiddling with the fuses and managed to turn all of the electricity off!

The Old Woman
My Dad and his two younger brothers went out to walk the dog, Charlie, one afternoon. They wandered up the hill at the back of their old house. Well, they were walking at the edge of the forest, through a field. They walked for a long while until they came to the clumps of heather. They then began to make their way up the actual hill.

This hill was covered in a forest and somewhere up it was a small clearing. This clearing always seemed to be cold and it was a place that you were always likely to find snow. When my dad and his brothers reached this clearing, the sun was just about to set. Shivering, the decided that it would be a good idea to go home.

So the brothers made their way back to the track and were walking along it when they came to a quarry. But in the quarry was an old woman in a grey cloak carrying a wicker basket. My dad and his oldest brother exchanged a glance, as if to say, "That's weird." They were too scared to walk past this old woman so they doubled back to see if they could make their way down to the house through a path in the undergrowth.

When they reached the path they found it was overgrown with thorns and was basically a big bog. So, my dad decided that this was stupid and that they should go back down the track. By the time they got there, the woman would probably be gone anyway.

So they went back to the track and down to the quarry. Sure enough, the lady was gone. The brothers left the quarry and continued walking. By the time they reached a small dip in the path, the sun was setting. The forest was quite dense at this point, so they couldn't see past the shadows.

Suddenly, Charlie began growling and barking at the trees. It could have been a deer, nobody knew. All they knew was that they were terrified. They ran all the way back down to the house!

The Little Girl
My mum's dad had a friend from work that decided to visit my mum's house one day. He drove up the road, only to find that there were no cars, the house was empty. He was about to leave when he saw a little girl's face in the window. So the man got out of his car and knocked on the door. There was no reply. The door was locked.

So the man went to work the next day, quite hacked off with my grandfather. But when he told my granddad, my granddad was confused. There couldn't have been a girl at the window. Nobody had been home that day.

The Storm
Coming soon...

Footsteps
This was just recently that I was at my grandma's house. I was sitting on the sofa beside my uncle. Everybody else in the house were in the same room as us. Me and my uncle were speaking when he said he heard thumping. We both fell silent. And then I heard it too.

Thump, thump, thump!

Deciding it was nothing, we carried on with our conversation.

Thump, thump, thump!

My uncle and I decided to go upstairs and investigate. I was scared out of my wits, but there was nobody there. We went back downstairs and heard the thumping again.

I know what your all thinking; it wasn't seagulls on the roof. This is a country house. It was actually just my uncles legs banging against the table!!

Ghost Stories
I've been told many ghost stories.

At my first ski holiday with my school, we went into the back room of a shop and our ski instructor told us stories. Not even the one about the finger or the one with the hanging freaked me.

At my second school holiday, we trudged into the forest at the dead of night and sat around a camp fire, listening to stories. None of them creeped me. But after that, we sang a song to cheer everybody up. Now that freaked me out. I can't remember the lyrics but it was about an old man in the woods. I could feel my heart pounding against my chest. Sheesh was I scared of a silly song!

At the last day of school, its like a tradition to have a barbecue afterwards. Well me and my two friends, Anna and Anna, wanted to go up to this cool clearing in the woods. We told our parents and went looking for our other friend Eavan. We asked the boys if she was with them, but she wasn't, so we carried on up the track into the forest.

But halfway up, one of the Anna's got scared, so we decided to go and find Eavan so that she would make it less scary. We went back to the boys to ask if they were sure they didn't know where she was. They said she went looking for us. But Eavan didn't know where we were going!! So we ran back up and began to shout for her. There was no reply and we didn't want to split up and search for her. She wasn't replying when Anna tried to phone her.

So we gave up. And as it turns out, Eavan was actually with the boys! It was such a dirty trick!