Whether you believe in ghosts or not, I’m just going to tell it exactly how it happened. It’s not going to make for a long blog post but it’s something that I’ve never been able to get out of my head since it happened almost 8 years ago.
It happened in our bedroom while we were in bed. It was early morning and the sun had not long started to rise. I started to wake and as I opened my eyes there was a man standing completely still next to my bed, staring at me.
He wasn’t overly tall, probably 5’4″ and was wearing navy blue overalls, like he’d just come home from working in some sort of workshop. He had greying hair and a beard. He didn’t move, he just stood there staring at me like I was someone he knew, waiting for me to say something to him.
I remember seeing him and acknowledging in my mind that he was in fact standing there but for some strange reason, I wasn’t scared or shocked, it was somewhat peaceful. He wasn’t threatening, he was simply looking over me. It was strange how I reacted, not how I would have thought I would given the situation. It was like a calm had come over me.
I don’t know who he is, I’ve never seen him before in my life. It’s quite possible he was a previous resident of the house that we now lived in. It was quite possible that he slept in the same room, right where I slept.
I will never ever forget this vision.
So there you have it, this is my ghost story. And ever since, I’ve been looking out for other ghosts, at Port Arthur, in my almost 100 year old house, wherever I think they might be but…..nothing.
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