sher
Skilled Investigator
OK, so this post won't be anywhere near as intense as my last(shadow ghost)
This memory is one that I have carried with me since being 4 years old.
Basically, my mum used to visit her best friend carol almost everyday after shopping in town(Yorkshire), Carol only lived a five miniute walk from town.
Carol has always lived at the bottom of a hill for the past thirty years, and the walk down the hill would take up most of the time, near the top of the hill there is a pub, and after that, council houses.
One day, whilst taking the usual route to Carols, mum and I observed workers on the roof of the pub, there was about four of them I remember.
Suddenly mum said, quite calmly, "he's gonna fall Sher, I can just feel it".
Seconds later, he did.
I witnessed it and I have never known how she could have known that and been so calm about it.
Why did she tell me? and why didn't she stay to make sure he was alright?
I have never understood this.
Four years old. Mum saying that, actually watching it unfold infront of me.
What's all that about?!
Thinking back, it seemed like time slowed down, like I watched it in slow motion, but I guess that's what happens in those sort of situations.
I even remember his shirt..strange, such an imprint of all that..what must have been a matter of a minutes,,perhaps a couple at the most.
And then..another strange event.
I, aged 12, woke up with a sense of urgency, and all I could think was "Michael!"..knowing that the only Michael I knew was our neighbour and good friend who lived over the road, I bolted out of bed(top bunk), and ran half way down the stairs to where a small window was, from here Michaels house was visible, and it was just as I had looked out of the window that I saw a blue moving blur..that's how I described it then and even now, it was infact , Michael falling from a ladder wearing his blue overalls!.
Seeing this I ran upstairs to mum, afer I had looked closer and seen what had happened and told her what I had seen.
I don't remember what happened next, but I do know that he had broken his leg in three places and he couldn't walk for such a long time.
I remember the guilt I carried in my stomach, as though if only I had woken sooner or something, anything.
I did speak of my sudden waking and what I had experienced to mum and others, and was told not to feel guilty at all, it was mentioned that I may be psychic, but to be honest,as a child that was little comfort.
Thankfully, he was alright soon enough and I did shake off the guilt.
Just wondered, has anyone else experienced similar events?
This memory is one that I have carried with me since being 4 years old.
Basically, my mum used to visit her best friend carol almost everyday after shopping in town(Yorkshire), Carol only lived a five miniute walk from town.
Carol has always lived at the bottom of a hill for the past thirty years, and the walk down the hill would take up most of the time, near the top of the hill there is a pub, and after that, council houses.
One day, whilst taking the usual route to Carols, mum and I observed workers on the roof of the pub, there was about four of them I remember.
Suddenly mum said, quite calmly, "he's gonna fall Sher, I can just feel it".
Seconds later, he did.
I witnessed it and I have never known how she could have known that and been so calm about it.
Why did she tell me? and why didn't she stay to make sure he was alright?
I have never understood this.
Four years old. Mum saying that, actually watching it unfold infront of me.
What's all that about?!
Thinking back, it seemed like time slowed down, like I watched it in slow motion, but I guess that's what happens in those sort of situations.
I even remember his shirt..strange, such an imprint of all that..what must have been a matter of a minutes,,perhaps a couple at the most.
And then..another strange event.
I, aged 12, woke up with a sense of urgency, and all I could think was "Michael!"..knowing that the only Michael I knew was our neighbour and good friend who lived over the road, I bolted out of bed(top bunk), and ran half way down the stairs to where a small window was, from here Michaels house was visible, and it was just as I had looked out of the window that I saw a blue moving blur..that's how I described it then and even now, it was infact , Michael falling from a ladder wearing his blue overalls!.
Seeing this I ran upstairs to mum, afer I had looked closer and seen what had happened and told her what I had seen.
I don't remember what happened next, but I do know that he had broken his leg in three places and he couldn't walk for such a long time.
I remember the guilt I carried in my stomach, as though if only I had woken sooner or something, anything.
I did speak of my sudden waking and what I had experienced to mum and others, and was told not to feel guilty at all, it was mentioned that I may be psychic, but to be honest,as a child that was little comfort.
Thankfully, he was alright soon enough and I did shake off the guilt.
Just wondered, has anyone else experienced similar events?