Though I am new to this forum I feel very welcome here. I had a positive reaction from DARK_EYES which I need to thank for that and making me feel welcome ^^
but now on with the topic.
In my last topic DARK_EYES replied with the fact that there was this family which had it running into the family of having contact with ghost or what so ever. After he posted that I began to think. My grandma used some sort of Oujia board to contact the dead. My mom was in that same room. Though she told me they had contact with people, her mother (my grandma) knew when she was dealing with evil spirits. When she was dealing with an evil spirit she immediately broke the contact. My mum says she had ( not sure if she still has) experiences with seeing ghosts.
Me (read my post) had an experience too. And when I think about it, I had several experiences.
I'll describe one here.
Me, coming from a small country called Holland, went on a holiday to England. On some point we went along with a guy named Nigel (he was a friend of my mum and dad) It was late in the evening. You must know I was like 10 years old back then (I'm nearly 19 now) We went to some cemetery. Why he brought us there?...not a single clue.
I remember, when I entered this cemetery, I felt a single presence....one in particular.
As I was getting onto the cemetery I felt very uncomfortable. In the corner of my eye I saw something moving ( you must know everyone was in front of me at that time)
At first I just thought I was getting crazy. Being on a cemetery at night is not just something you do everyday. But when being there longer I kept seeing it. Also there was some sort of church there, which seemed to be burned down or it might have been just very old...but just to state it simply; it was a ruin.
The gravestones...they were nothing out of the extraordinary. seemed quite modern. Though they couldn't have been, seeing vague dates on them…dating them old. The only thing I had was a flashlight, so at first I figured that was causing the movement...my shadow and the light.
But then I saw, at the far end of the graveyard, a young looking woman. Her face looked rather weird. Almost emotionless but yet mad. ..
I was truly happy when I got to leave there. I never told anyone about it, not even my mum. Cause I am still doubting what I have seen that night...
