Ghost Stories


	Ghost Stories Ghost in the hallway. Being a medium myself, I have had quite a few scary moments. One of the the first ones was when I was fifteen and not really fully aware of my mediumship potential. My family and I lived in an old fourteenth century house that had up until 1901 been a pub. Footsteps were heard frequently in the house, but the scariest moment happened to me one evening. It was autumn and hence the nights were drawing in. The upstairs was laid out thus, there were 14 steps up the main staircase to the first landing were my bedroom was three more steps up and around the corner took you to the hallway. The bathroom was first and the toilet was separate at the end of the hallway and the furthest point of the house, next to my eldest sister’s bedroom. The floorboards in the hallway creaked loudly the entire length and not even the cat could walk down here without making a noise all the way!! It was getting dark and in hindsight and in fact after this incident I did, but I should have turned the light on. Instead I walked down the hall to the toilet with no lights on, closed the toilet door to do my business. The rest of my family was downstairs watching TV. Suddenly the old latch on the door lifted with a loud clank and the door began to open. I threw myself against the door, closing it, turned on the light and after a few minutes decided I had to just go. I ran the entire length of the hallway, jumped down the first few steps and without a break leapt down the entire flight of 14 steps to the stone floor and burst in on my very startled family, looking apparently white as a sheet and like “I had seen a ghost.” I knew no one had been upstairs, as I would have heard them, but I had to ask the rhetorical question. “Who just tried to walk in on me in the toilet?” Of course no one had, at least anyone from this realm. The other thing I learned from that experience, aside from turning on the light, was to lock the door behind myself!! By Paul Reilly, Spiritualist Medium, Norfolk, England. Footsteps in the dark. Working as I do as a medium for the company Fright Nights, my wife Tori and I had the privilege of taking part in a vigil at Canterbury Tales in Canterbury Kent on 1st November 2008. If you don’t know it, Canterbury Tales is set in an old church. This building has a lot of history, as does the whole area, there are some very creepy waxworks littered in and around the building that displayed what life was like in the area in the medieval period. I had just completed a vigil with a group, where we had had quite a bit of activity, including some unexplained light phenomena. The host Andy had just taken my group down to the reception for a tea break and then he went back up to get another group. I decided a few minutes after to follow him up and wait near the door so I could get it open when he returned with the group. I stood alone in the dark, and I mean pitch black. I cleverly left my torch back in reception. As I waited I decided in my infinite wisdom to go and find Andy and the others. Good idea in theory, but not in practice. In the total blackness I had to feel my way, using my feet and hands. (feet, as there are steps here and there) I got quite a good distance from the door to the point I could no longer see the light around the door frame. I felt someone walk past me, the breeze of them any how, then I heard very audibly footsteps walking toward me, but there was no torch light. I must admit my fear got the better of me and had I been able to see, I know I would have run back to the door, but as it was pitch dark I had to go slowly feeling my way back, with the loud sound of footsteps behind me all the way. Finally I saw the light around the doorframe and made a quicker beeline for it. When I got back to the reception area, Andy was already there with the other group, he knew an alternative way back!!! Yes, I am ashamed to say, even mediums get scared at times too!!! By Paul Reilly, Spiritualist Medium, Norfolk, England.