Anybody seen a ghost or had a paranormal experience?

Coughing could have been a sheep mate?
I've heard sheep cough and deers bark but this wasn't any of those.
It was a person's cough but no person there.
Spoke with a Gillie off the estate one day and he said we weren't the first guests to have heard things at that cottage.
It was spooky but nothing harmed us.
Just really weird my German Shepherds growling in the night but not barking to warn anything off.
They go ballistic here at home if someone is lurking behind our garden fence at night
 
Absolutely 100% seen one!!

An old girlfriend was a cook at Leigh Infirmary and Atherleigh hospital, she was responsible for being first in one day at the latter to get breakfasts on the go.

As it was ridiculously early, around 5.30am, and the Kitchen at Atherleigh was down a long corridor, about 50yds, I used to walk her in.

One morning we arrived in the pitch black corridor and flicked the corridor’s fluorescent lights on. These came on separately, one after the other, for the long length of the dark space.

As the last light came on, ie the one just before the empty kitchen, a woman in a grey looking Victorian nurse’s uniform with white cuffs and a frilled cap was clearly visible for about 3 seconds, she glanced our way briefly and continued walking (just as if something caught her eye briefly).

This wasn’t just a shadow or our own reflection as there was no reflective surfaces whatsoever and all her features were quite visible which seemed to be of a woman in her late 40s or early 50s.

After she disappeared, we both stood there in drop jawed shock and asked each other, almost simultaneously, “Did you see f*cking that?”

We had both witnessed EXACTLY the same sight!!

What made us realise it was a ghost? Well, where the woman walked from, and to, were solid brick walls but, apparently, used to form part of another corridor crossing which, years before our time, had been demolished and the ends bricked in!

Atherleigh used to be, I’m told, an old workhouse so I can imagine this matronly looking ‘lady in grey’ was from that era.

Suffice to say, after she told catering management, she point blank refused to be first in ever again and went back to work at Leigh Infirmary.

I feel what we experienced was one of two things, either a residual haunting ie something played over and over again when circumstances are right or a brief rip in time itself? What crossed my mind years later was, when she glanced our way, did she have a split second vision of us? Did she go back to HER employer in her time and say SHE’D seen something?

Sadly, it was early ’80s before camera phones and non-videocam video so, you only have my (and I presume hers!) word for it but I swear, to this day, we saw ‘something’!!!

I did, one day, come across an image purporting to be of a similar experience and have posted it below to, try, to give an impression of what we saw but for the record I’m NOT claiming this to be the same woman or even the same hospital.

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Absolutely 100% seen one!!

An old girlfriend was a cook at Leigh Infirmary and Atherleigh hospital, she was responsible for being first in one day at the latter to get breakfasts on the go.

As it was ridiculously early, around 5.30am, and the Kitchen at Atherleigh was down a long corridor, about 50yds, I used to walk her in.

One morning we arrived in the pitch black corridor and flicked the corridor’s fluorescent lights on. These came on separately, one after the other, for the long length of the dark space.

As the last light came on, ie the one just before the empty kitchen, a woman in a grey looking Victorian nurse’s uniform with white cuffs and a frilled cap was clearly visible for about 3 seconds, she glanced our way briefly and continued walking (just as if something caught her eye briefly).

This wasn’t just a shadow or our own reflection as there was no reflective surfaces whatsoever and all her features were quite visible which seemed to be of a woman in her late 40s or early 50s.

After she disappeared, we both stood there in drop jawed shock and asked each other, almost simultaneously, “Did you see f*cking that?”

We had both witnessed EXACTLY the same sight!!

What made us realise it was a ghost? Well, where the woman walked from, and to, were solid brick walls but, apparently, used to form part of another corridor crossing which, years before our time, had been demolished and the ends bricked in!

Atherleigh used to be, I’m told, an old workhouse so I can imagine this matronly looking ‘lady in grey’ was from that era.

Suffice to say, after she told catering management, she point blank refused to be first in ever again and went back to work at Leigh Infirmary.

I feel what we experienced was one of two things, either a residual haunting ie something played over and over again when circumstances are right or a brief rip in time itself? What crossed my mind years later was, when she glanced our way, did she have a split second vision of us? Did she go back to HER employer in her time and say SHE’D seen something?

Sadly, it was early ’80s before camera phones and non-videocam video so, you only have my (and I presume hers!) word for it but I swear, to this day, we saw ‘something’!!!

I did, one day, come across an image purporting to be of a similar experience and have posted it below to, try, to give an impression of what we saw but for the record I’m NOT claiming this to be the same woman or even the same hospital.

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Was reading a piece in one of the newspapers a few years back where a scientist was saying sightings could be a sort of recordings in time that replay over and over a bit like how you mentioned in your first explanation not ghosts as such but just captured moments,how it happens I don’t think he explained that,the part where you say the image briefly looked in your direction is interesting though..
 
When you die, do you not get a choice of where you can haunt? I don't want to wait around some old, cold, empty building waiting for somebody to move in, so i can start banging on walls and leaving doors open to try and scare them. And i don't want to wear the same old clothes that I die in. Unless I'm wearing my best gear that day.
My brown Adidas LA Trainers... They're what i want to wear for eternity.

..I'm thinking ahead here...
When I die, if I get a choice, I’m going to ask if I can haunt the ladies changing rooms at Selfridges.
 
When I was sick in hospital with a burst appendix and sepsis a few years ago, I saw a girl dressed in white Victorian clothes sat next to my bed...when I looked again, she'd gone.

Morphine.

I also saw Donald Trump in the opposite bed, but I couldn't get out of my bed to kill him.

Morphine.
 
Always dressed victorian these ghosts for some reason!
True, even the early ones in ancient rome, the Nang Tani of Thailand, the ghost in tudor manors and my workplaces very own nurse who wanders the top floor of my workplace who died in the great war
 
Not sure if this qualifies as ‘Paranormal’ but it certainly wasn’t ‘normal’ !

About 42 years ago in school (Sharston, French lesson, Mr Barlow) I was put on the second to last row from the back (apparently I was being a knobhead and disrupting the class),so, nobody alongside me, nobody behind me.

About 10 minutes into the lesson, I felt 3 really hard, sharp pokes into my shoulder blade, that hard they actually jolted me, (you know the type, when teachers used to poke you in the chest) for a brief moment, I thought it must have been one of my mates behind me or something, but then suddenly, I realised that there wasn’t anyone behind me, so I then shot up, looking under the tables, throwing the desks and chairs over, then running towards the door of the class shouting WTF etc and trying to say what had happened.

Of course, ‘Billy fuckin Bendover’ Mr Barlow refused to believe me shouting all sorts and sent me to the head office for ‘The Strap’, went there, tried to profess my innocence but to no avail and got strapped (and detention).

Ever since then, I’ve always thought of Ghosts and suchlike as shit stirring little twats and I’ve no time for them.
My dad was an RE teacher there around that time. He would have exorcised it.
 
The nurses and staff at Salford Royal Hospital (the old one on Chapel Street, next to the Crescent) noticed strange sights & noises or felt a chill in the air after a nurse hanged herself in a supply cupboard on the third floor. For years they hated going in there alone and always left the lights on.
 
Dreams? Yes?
I’ve never been as terrified as after my father died and with sleep deprivation and sleeping downstairs on a camp bed in the front room and other mitigating circumstances, I had the most real nightmare that I seemingly couldn’t wake up from. It kept recurring.
I was literally climbing the walls and pinned against the ceiling.
Terrifying.
I was woken up in a bnb in Ennis on the eve of an American holiday. I heard noises in the room and woke but couldn t speak and seen a misty visual being in front of me by the bedside. It then disappeared and re-emerged from the headboard to vanish again. A minute later I could move and speak.

I need therapy for the dreams and nighmares I ve had.
Spent my 6-8 yr old......being gordged by Freddie on the ceiling regulary. Being choked and tortured in my sleep was regular. But I nearly always failed to remember them when I woke up.
 
Oh, yeah, can't move for all those dinosaur and caveman ghosts round our way. Or the people claiming to be Cleopatra or Alexander the Great in a previous life. I guess we all must have had a go at some point, right? I'm Brian of Nazareth, and so is my wife...

I suppose some nano particles that make up a part of me might have been part of some great person in the past. Or a rock. Or your mum.

What are the rules exactly? Does everyone get to be a ghost? Just those who are tormented? Just those who are tormented, had unresolved business and wore odd socks?

Sorry but it's all bollocks and there isn't a single piece of evidence I have ever seen that makes me question that, and I'd very much welcome it if it did pop up somewhere. And this is from someone published in fortean times who has spent many a year looking at supposed cryptid, UFO and ghost evidence.

Worst bit of it all though are those charlatans claiming to be in contact with the deceased, taking money and tormenting the living with blatant lies. Psychic Sally is prime among those who is like to see atone for their crimes.
 
Worst bit of it all though are those charlatans claiming to be in contact with the deceased, taking money and tormenting the living with blatant lies. Psychic Sally is prime among those who is like to see atone for their crimes.
This. However happy to keep an open mind if I see one on News At Ten
 

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