Ghost Stories

The following are two ghost stories that I have experienced myself in the time I spent in Reading with my long term partner. They have stayed with me and I feel will for many times. I just feel like now is a good time to share these with you. Also I would love it if you could tell me some of your own experiences. Scary or just mystical its just great to share while reading and drinking a good cuppa!

The ghostly Crow:

This was way back in 2002 when I was visiting for 3 weeks in Reading at the first uni rental and near the house was this small Victorian built Policeman's cemetery that also housed rich wives and husbands of the surrounding area. They had a couple of deer families in there and many crows. I used to like walking through there and I was doing my photography course and snapped a few photo's. There was this small (I mean tiny) gravestone that this crow regularly sat upon (every time we entered through the front gates. So it was the last week and I thought I'd snap a photo of him. I mean my partner and I had seen him, though many other visitors had just walked past apart from the occasional child whom spotted and said 'look a crow!' 'yes, darling that's lovely' replied the parents (we all know children can see spirits).

I thought nothing of it until when I had my photographs developed the crow was in the picture. I was sure he was in the shot when I'd taken it. I looked through and none of the crows were in the pictures all but little faint white spots (orbs to some). I have kept the photo and still to this day I swear those crows were there and he was in my photo when I took it.



I mean the legends of crows that I know are that crows are spiritual messengers and take those souls of past dead to the underworld. That to have a crows feather means you can send messages to past loved ones or to those whom have lost contact with you and they will write (or in modern times call) back. That to have one as a spirit animal will guide you through tough challenges ahead and make you strong and keen to succeed.

The Victorian flatmate:

Well this was in the second uni rental and was in 2003. I have always been able to sense and see spirits since I was a child and have continued to throughout my adult life. I walked in through the door and whoosh my sense were a;live with presence and visitor activity. In total two spirits and a whole lot of negative energy in the hallway upstairs.
When ever you walked up the stairs you got the feeling someone was just a couple of steps behind you. The fellow housemates also commented on this sensation regularly. I discovered it was a young blond boy who was about 6-7 years old. He was harmless and found this a fun little game to amuse himself. He was just in visitation and only in the hallway.

The other spirit was not friendly, nor in visitation and was permanently there (or next door). They made themselves know to me as soon as I sat down on the sofa nearest the wall to next door. Whoosh, suddenly frozen and a tall, Victorian lady (about 18 years old) glaring down upon me. I literally jumped off the sofa as I wasn't expecting that dramatic entrance. She had a very pale face, brown straight hair just loosely in an up do. White floaty gown and always carrying an angry glare my way. I feel in life she wasn't a pleasant women and was even less so in the afterlife. Maybe explaining why she chose to stay in this world, and march between the two houses.

If I was anywhere in the living room or kitchen, she'd be right next to me, staring into my back. The bathroom was also down stairs though it was a new build and because of this she could not travel into that section of the house (only areas that they walked or were original to that time of which they lived can spirits move in). So she just focused her energy and stood in the door way that led the the separate toilet and bathroom. For a while it put me off lol.
I got used to her and just ignored her intentions, or the occasional scare; like moving small objects or banging on the wall. Repeating my name was a common one.

The negative energy collected upstairs I felt was something to do with her, so I cleared that right up along with the rest of the house, which then seemingly brightened in both feel and light in the house. Even though she still walked when I was around, her anger had lost its hold.

So there you go, two stories from my own spirit encounters. I met a lot in my time staying in Reading and many visits to other historical and religious places.
Please do let me know yours.

Blessed be,

Evening Breeze