posted on Feb, 11 2011 @ 07:59 AM
Right ok, this is only my 2nd post on ATS – but I’ve been reading the site for a few years & it’s the first time I’ve ever started a
I’m interested in the paranormal but I’ve never seen anything weird or that I couldn’t explain myself being rational, most of the stories I’ve
read on here I just put them down to the people being crackpots or attention seekers, (not the best way to start to build up rapports with people on
here I know!) don’t get me wrong, I find them entertaining to read but I don’t really give them a second thought after that.
Maybe it’s because I don’t know the people personally that I don’t take them seriously?? I really don’t know to be fair…
But there’s a story that my dad told me when I was a kid of 7-8 which has stuck with me for 20 odd years now, he still brings up now & again when we
get into debates about ghosts, aliens, the paranormal etc.
So just wanted to know what you guys think….
Basically my dad used to run his own warehouse where he had about 20-25 staff, basically with small firms like these, everybody knows each others
business as they usually socialise together, a few pints after work etc – y’know how it is..
Well, he employed 3 lads who were all brothers, I don’t want to name them, but my dad got quite friendly with one of them - il just call him Jon,
his father who was about 10-15 years older than my dad & was diagnosed with cancer & to cut a long story short he was basically waiting to die.
My dad knew Jon’s old man from pubs / bars round town, by face but never really used to exchange pleasantries with him, or knocked around with him
– my dad said he was a bit of a B@stard really, always in fights etc. They kinda guy you would avoid if you could…
Well, when he was dying he started to see things…
Bear in mind this guy wasn’t in a hospital or drugged up with morphine. My dad used to go round there house on Sundays after the pub with Jon & see
his old fella & got to know him a little. My dad has always said he was completely rational (Jon’s dad) you could have a conversation with him as
normal as me or you could – sport, politics whatever… he said his seemed completely sound in mind, he just had a terminal cancer
One day out of the blue when he was round there with his mate after a pub, he went to my dad & Jon:-
“its crawling out there at night y’know”
“what’s crawling… what you on about?” they replied
“with the dead” was his response
Well, as you can imagine that’s a bit of a conversation stopper!
He used to try to talk to his 3 sons about what he saw, but they either didn’t want to hear it or got fed up of hearing it – thought he was going
a bit daft. Being tough/macho lads themselves they didn’t believe in all this c-rap he was saying.
But my dad when he used to go round there every Sunday with his mate Jon (bcoz the pubs used to chuck you out of the pubs in them days around 2pm) &
he used to listen to him & what he said.
Basically week by week it went from them (the ghosts, spirits etc) wandering around the streets at night, to them looking through his windows at
night, till eventually getting in his house!
Of course no one else could see them except for the fella with cancer….
Anyway, as the weeks passed he became bedridden… still completely sound in mind according to my dad – he didn’t mention these “ghosts” now
unless you asked him about them.
My dad would go “are they here now then?” not in a taking the piss way either…
He’d go “yes.…. There stood at the end of the bed leaning on the wardrobe”
Well as you can imagine you have to be at least 7ft tall to lean on a wardrobe!
“What do they look like” my dad would ask
“Tall, dressed in black cloaks” he’d say “you can’t see their faces”
Well, I know this is starting to sound corny – the typical “death” stereotype, Black hood & cloak I may as well put a scythe in his damn
But that’s what the man said & no… they didn’t have a scythe!
Anyway the old man used to swear & shout at these things telling them to f-off, throwing clocks at them, asking them why they were here? they never
moved or spoke to him…. Just waited there watching him.
Near the end of his life, the brothers had to move his mattress downstairs & take turns sleeping next to him as he became petrified of them.
In his final weeks he started to see there faces, & told me dad they were skeletons
with cloaks on.
Anyway, with time the man died & as time passed, my dad just convinced himself that the old fella was indeed going crackers & thought no more of
Till the early to mid 1980s when he first saw the film “ghost” on video. Theres a scene in it where someone dies (don’t know the character as
I’m not a big ghost fan!) but “ghosts” with black hoods on come up through the ground & carry the dead guys spirit away screaming – my dad
said his blood ran cold as it was nearly identical to which the old guy was telling my dad 10 years previous!
Anyway….. what do you guys think?
Has anyone had any similar experiences or know anything similar – I’d be interested to know…
And if you think its all bull – fair enough, I’ve nothing to gain on a faceless forum, I’m just telling you what I was told.