[Closed] My mate saw a ghost at work (possibly)

@nealglover I used to be an altar boy, literally for my sins and I intimately know that smell. NOTHING smells quite like the charcoal tablets and that incense, certainly nothing you'd get down the local head shop. Having said that, I don't get to say Thurible enough these days......

So here’s my story. I organise a night time Fell race ‘Mr Sparkle’s Dark Un’. This year I’d organised a night time pre-race recce. The conditions were pretty grim. I’d run over and led everyone round through hail coming in sideways as we went over the top of the Moor. Anyway, we got to to the finish and a few of us went in the Royal for a pint and a warm by the fire. I set off running home at about 10.00pm. The conditions had changed and the wind dropped completely. As I ran over the highest point of the Moor I heard as clear as day the sound of a child laughing. I knew that it couldn’t be but I stopped dead and shone my headtorch round for some time and saw nothing to explain it. All the way home I had that feeling in my cheeks like you’ve been nipped hard. I don’t believe in ghost and goulies and all that bollocks but I can’t explain it. If it was a bird then it was one I’ve never heard before. I would have sworn in a court of law that it was a child I heard.

Reading this thread at 2.00 in the morning before going to bed isn’t the brightest idea ive ever had!
About 10 years ago i was leaving the factory i work at in Ilfracombe, Devon. It was about 8.00 in the eve and was pitch black. A strange transparent type figure holding a torch slowly walked across in front of my car as i was driving out of the factory. I remember stopping and just staring at it trying to figure out what i was looking at, and then it just disappeared into the fence. It didn’t freak me out or anything i just couldn’t figure out what i had just seen... i still can’t! Told people at work the next day and they were just like... oh thats the old train conductor. Apparently there has been quite a few sitings of this ghostly figure around the factory as it was built on the site where the old train station used to be. I didn’t believe in ghosts then and im still not sure i do now but i will never be able to explain what i saw that evening. It was a very wierd experience!

I don’t understand how anybody can have the audacity to say that paranormal stuff is pure gash.

It's because it's bollocks mate.
No-one has ever been able to prove that it isn't bollocks, because it is bollocks.

There have been prizes and everything, but it's all bollocks. Have a word.

Carbon monoxide?
good This American Life episode about ghosts/CO, tho i've just spoiled it for you.

doesn't explain anti-gravity or flying toy effects tho of course

doesn’t explain anti-gravity or flying toy effects tho of course

You have version of events where you are told "this is what happened" what actually happened could be completely different.

Many years ago when I was 13 stayed with my Nan who was ill. Old fashioned house had door right at bottom of stairs which we kept locked at night. She was bedridden and one of my aunts came in in the morning to see to her. I was staying on the sofa downstairs by an open fire. Early morning woke as heard heavy footsteps across the landing and downstairs and sounded like door st bottom of stairs flung open then door stuck on the Lino ( used to do this as the Lino was ripped) was convinced some one on the other side of the living room door I nearly shat myself. Eventually went into front room to see the door was still locked opened up and went upstairs every light had been switched on including the pantry which was behind a closed door at the bottom of stairs. My Nan was in bed asleep. I don’t believe but it really did spook me out I wouldnt stay another night she passed away in her sleep the next day.

Another couple from the pub I worked in..

The owners were pretty heavy smokers back then and and had one of those really, really thick glass ashtrays on the table in their lounge.
They were watching the TV when a trailer came on for a new show. "Dad would have loved that show" said Tony (his dad had died a few months before and didn't like smoking) and as he finished saying it the ashtray just split into about 6 pieces.
Shortly after his mum died Tony woke up to see her stood at the bottom of his bed in the clothes she'd died in holding her favourite crystal glass..

Ok - This is a long one...As long as I can remember, I have experienced things at night. As a kid, I woke up many times to find an old lady standing over me in bed. Sometimes leaning over me with her face only a few inches from mine. I would just close my eyes and lay there until she left. I have had posters ripple, as if there was a powerful fan blowing them from underneath, but it would just stop as soon as I turned my light on. I once woke up to find that my entire bed was engulfed in flames. I leapt out of bed and ran out of my bedroom, but when I looked back there was nothing there. I have had furniture on the ceiling, things flying across my bedroom, the list goes on and on. I would tell my parents about it, and they were not helpful, simply suggesting that the house might be haunted! This went on for years and I just got used to it. It peaked when I went to university and met my now wife. I was staying at her house after a night out. I woke to her screaming and when I opened my eyes there was a tall dark hooded figure standing in the middle of the room. It was holding her by the hand and pulling her out of the bed. I jumped out of bed, swinging at it and managed to get the light on. She was sat on the floor crying and shaking, saying "what was that, what was that?". I grabbed her and we ran into the living room where we stood for a while, trying to calm down and work out what had happened. I described what I had seen, and she looked at me like I was mental. So I asked what she had seen. She went on to explain that she had woken up to me punching and kicking her in the back, which caused her to scream and fall out of bed! After this I went to the doctors, and it turns out that all of my life I have experienced night terrors, which are dreams that occur during a state where you are half awake, half a sleep. There is nothing that can be done to 'treat' them and I still have them almost every night. Although, now I understand what is happening, I can control myself and wake myself up... The human brain is a very complex thing!

My dad and I were driving back home around 11pm one night, around this time of year, through country lanes in rural Essex; it was dark, the road was unlit and we had the car lights on full beam.

There was no other traffic around (we'd have seen their headlights) and we were a couple of miles from the nearest village so although we weren't driving like crazy, we were doing a pretty good speed down quiet roads he knew well. As we rounded a corner, we saw what we thought was a tall man dressed in white, standing right in the middle of the road, straight in our path. My dad braked hard but the man was so close to the corner that we couldn't have stopped in time.

We both tensed, expecting an impact but the car just seemed to pass straight through him as we came to a stop. We got out and looked around the car - there was nothing under or behind the car.

We drove a few metres up the road and turned round in a field entrance to point the headlights back down at the patch of road to see if we could see anything more. The road and verge were empty.

As we watched, a patch of mist began to slowly rise from one patch of road. It was a cold night, we could easily see our breath, and I have no idea why mist would form in that patch alone, but it gradually created a column of mist that stopped and held its shape at around the width and height of a tall human.

So, inexplicable, bloody terrifying at the time, but not a ghost. Some weird localised meteorology though!

my grandad was staying with us when i was young one christmas. one morning he told us of a dream he had where he was a baby in a cot with two women in summer dresses over looking him, and they looked shocked or scared/horrified. He described the dresses and the detail of the room in amazing detail. Roll on a couple of years and he is visiting again during the summer. Anyway, the two old women he met in the dream are walking down the street wearing the same dresses he had described. After a bit of a strange conversation, they described how they had visited the same room, 10 years before, where there had been a baby in the cot, who was not at all well. Non of us new about this, or had met the either of the women before.

a friend at 6th form college lived in an old cottage hospital on the edge of the moors, there were numerous stories of people going for a glass of water late at night and chatting to the other people staying in the house that night (big house, lots of guests after parties etc with various children/other family members). Often there were more guests than could be accounted for, especially older residents. chatty ghosts.

Are there any single good looking female ghosts?

Worked in a pub which was claimed to be haunted but saw bugger all scary (well aside from the landlords dogs). In another where I worked just Christmas (Wetherspoons ex Playhouse) again there were claims but beyond the cellar being a bit cold (no shit!) sod all. Well aside from one after hours drinks where we went up into the upper circles seats which had been left as they were (not open to the public) and were having some beers with a cd player plugged down in the bar which started skipping. Ohhh scary and definitely supernatural (was annoying though).
I have been in a couple of places where I have got completely freaked out and bailed but given a choice of ghosts or just something triggering the "what was that" reflex which not finding anything goes into overdrive I would go for the latter.
Anyone who has spent time out at night in one spot just looking out knows that the tree will suddenly change into a person or something after an hour or so.

A while back I had a chat with someone who claimed I was just blind to all this shit and explained how since they were a sensitive enlightened type they would see things that I was incapable of doing.
Whilst they may have been correct I quickly established their knowledge of local history was absolutely crap and that the area they lived in certainly counted for having more than its share of death and extreme emotion. Their house was just down the road from the old gallow site and also on the site of at least one battlefield (war of the roses and then probably a Roman one as well).
I may have ruined their ability to sleep at night when I started asking if they could get the ghosts to answer a few questions especially about the Roman battle.

I have never had any experiences but an ex colleague and a friend who dont know each other and had never met both came back form trips to a particular bothy with spooky tale.

I had discounted the first tale as nonsense/noises travelling or something but when another story comes along it does make you think!