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autumn
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Back in the early '70s my parents moved to an old black and white cottage by the River Severn - it was about 500 years old and had been two or three 1-up-1-downs all joined together. As a result the was a steep winding staircase at each end. My dad had a room downstairs, with one staircase leading up to a door with a room at the top that was used as the spare bedroom. The stairs were stacked high with jars of fermenting home made wine and were completely impassable.
One night Jenny (my fiancee then, now my wife) was woken by the bed being violently shaken and the duvet was then pulled off - no it wasn't me, I was next door!!!!!! A few years later we were both using that room and I was woken up by something and looked up to see a tall black shape at the end of my bed - it just slowly faded away...
Many years later I was visting a customer at his home on winter's evening. Its an old house next to a small river, and has seen much modification over the centuries. The stairs take a dog leg down from the upstairs landing, and on the first turn there is a blank wall which used to lead to a seperate corridor (as I discovered later). We were just turning to go down the stairs and there, coming out of the wall was a shortish woman in a grey mob cap, long plain dress and some sort of apron. She was holding a flat candle holder with the remains if a candle burning in it. She just turned up the stairs towards us and vanished.
in light
autumn
One night Jenny (my fiancee then, now my wife) was woken by the bed being violently shaken and the duvet was then pulled off - no it wasn't me, I was next door!!!!!! A few years later we were both using that room and I was woken up by something and looked up to see a tall black shape at the end of my bed - it just slowly faded away...
Many years later I was visting a customer at his home on winter's evening. Its an old house next to a small river, and has seen much modification over the centuries. The stairs take a dog leg down from the upstairs landing, and on the first turn there is a blank wall which used to lead to a seperate corridor (as I discovered later). We were just turning to go down the stairs and there, coming out of the wall was a shortish woman in a grey mob cap, long plain dress and some sort of apron. She was holding a flat candle holder with the remains if a candle burning in it. She just turned up the stairs towards us and vanished.
in light
autumn