A story today from Tammy Jones which resembles my recent post Ghostly Footsteps On The Stairs.
"I was delighted to read your post as something very similar happened to me and I felt very scared, but nobody I have told believes me.
Me and my husband went upstairs to bed quite late. I was in bed and he was in the en suite bathroom. The only door to this bathroom is in our bedroom and I must also add that we are the only two people who live in our house.
As I lay in bed I heard some footsteps climbing our stairs. I knew it couldn't be my husband as he was in the bathroom. The footsteps sounded as if they went to the top of the stairs and then continued towards our bedroom and then they stopped and all went silent.
My husband eventually came out of the bathroom and I said to him, 'Did you hear that?'
'What?' he answered.
He hadn't heard anything and didn't believe me when I told him about the footsteps. 'You must have been dreaming,' he said but I know I wasn't. To shut me up he looked round the house and everything was in order.
The next night the same thing happened. Only difference was that my husband wasn't in the house. He was at our daughter's flat doing some decorating and wanted to finish the job.
Again I was in bed, it was about 11 pm, and I heard the footsteps climb slowly up the stairs and then disappear. I was so frightened I couldn't sleep.
I told several friends about this but most think it was my imagination or something similar. But there is a further strange thing to this story. Two days after hearing the footsteps my brother, who had been ill with cancer, sadly died.
That's why I was interested to read your blog post as you say you heard footsteps when your mother had only a few days to live. I'd never fully believed in life after death but now I'm thinking that maybe it was my brother visiting me in his spirit before he died.
My husband laughs at the idea but I heard something real with those footsteps."
~ Tammy Jones
Me and my husband went upstairs to bed quite late. I was in bed and he was in the en suite bathroom. The only door to this bathroom is in our bedroom and I must also add that we are the only two people who live in our house.
As I lay in bed I heard some footsteps climbing our stairs. I knew it couldn't be my husband as he was in the bathroom. The footsteps sounded as if they went to the top of the stairs and then continued towards our bedroom and then they stopped and all went silent.
My husband eventually came out of the bathroom and I said to him, 'Did you hear that?'
'What?' he answered.
He hadn't heard anything and didn't believe me when I told him about the footsteps. 'You must have been dreaming,' he said but I know I wasn't. To shut me up he looked round the house and everything was in order.
The next night the same thing happened. Only difference was that my husband wasn't in the house. He was at our daughter's flat doing some decorating and wanted to finish the job.
Again I was in bed, it was about 11 pm, and I heard the footsteps climb slowly up the stairs and then disappear. I was so frightened I couldn't sleep.
I told several friends about this but most think it was my imagination or something similar. But there is a further strange thing to this story. Two days after hearing the footsteps my brother, who had been ill with cancer, sadly died.
That's why I was interested to read your blog post as you say you heard footsteps when your mother had only a few days to live. I'd never fully believed in life after death but now I'm thinking that maybe it was my brother visiting me in his spirit before he died.
My husband laughs at the idea but I heard something real with those footsteps."
~ Tammy Jones
Other Ghost Story Posts:
Ghostly Footsteps On The Stairs
The Ghost Who Chased A Thief
Kate Says She Has Sex Regularly With A Ghost
Mike,if you get a chance you really should read
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There are a heap of paranormal things reported to have happened abound events of the Bali bombing in 2002.
It can be a bit harrowing in parts,but I think you will find it well worth the read and there are quite a few incidents in the book which would give your posts on this blog a run for their money.
For instance one of Marc's relatives,or best friends reported to Hanabeth that ALL clocks in his house,including his watch stopped right on 11:14,the time Marc was killed when the bomb went off.
Half the book takes place between Cornwall and Byron Bay,as Hanabeth's parents were surfers from Cornwall who chased the endless summer.
Thanks for the recommendation Darren. Byron Bay and Cornwall - strange how links are found (or maybe not).
ReplyDeleteYou would like this book Mike and I highly recommend it to you,though be warned,it will bring you to tears,but having said that I think it would be well worth your reading.Brave story telling by Hanabeth and it was a honour to have met and looked into the eyes of a soul who has been through so much grief but who has also sees the world in so much wonder and beauty.
DeleteShe walks life's tightrope well.
That "has" should have been deleted in my above comment.I'll have to fire my editor once more.
DeleteEerie story. And totally believable. My husband and I experienced something similar years ago, while staying at a hotel. No one died- but the experienced terrified us.
ReplyDeleteweird story mike but strange things do happen at times
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