Hello my friends and fellow blogger i decided that as we have just had Halloween that i should share a true spooky ghost story that is of my own and may leave you with hairs standing on ya necks.
In the 90s i lived at Palin street in Nottingham where i lived with my mum and dad and brothers and sisters.
And when mum and dad was at the pub we messed about doing spiritual stuff manly for fun and one evening i sat back in a chair and called out to the spirits saying is there anybody there.
Soon enough a few calls and i felt over whelmed and the feeling some body wanted to talk through me.
The entity that spoke only said fire.. there is a fire.. my eyes were running with tears because i didn't expect anything to happen.
I then went to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and there was a fire in the Kitchen and my next door neighbour helped me put out the fire and it was then we felt the experience a few minutes even more daunting.
About 1 year later My mum and dad and the family were watching soaps on TV when we heard 2 glass explosions in the Kitchen.
Tow blue glass mugs were scattered all over the kitchen top and floor.
Its easy to dismiss a single mug popping but 2 completely different mugs! Now that i am sure is not normal.
I was looking through some old picture a few days ago and found a picture of the scene to share with you on here.
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| strange exploded mugs |
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