Saturday

The Ghostly Happenings At Her Bedsit


A ghost story I came across on the letters page of the Daily Mail, which sort of follows on from yesterdays theme.

"I used to have a bedsit in Brixton (London) and had a frightening experience one night when I woke to see a person I took to be one of the other tenants standing by my bed looking down on me.

I froze in terror as I realised  I could see right through the apparition. It moved away, looking annoyed, and passed through a wall.

Several weeks later one bright Saturday morning I was loafing about in bed (as lazy 20-year-olds do) when through the little archway leading to my tiny kitchenette I saw my mother, who lived in the basement, walk in with a pint of milk. She glared at me and left the bottle on the table.

Later in the day I popped downstairs to see her and she was adamant that I wasn't in the bed and the covers had been rolled right back.

Two spooky events in the same spot was more than enough and I moved out of my Brixton bedsit faster than I could say, 'Cheerio mum.'"

~ Marilyn Cameron.

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6 comments:

  1. Aw, no! what is it about London? Good read, Mike.

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    1. ... because it's old - thanks Dixie

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    2. Spooky things tend to happen in cities with ancient history.

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    3. That seems to be the way things work.

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  2. Suzie12:28

    That would scare me to pieces. I don't think I want to see a ghost.

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  3. Spooky story! I think I would have moved, too!

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