My encounters with the paranormal (2)
Having written one piece on my encounters with the paranormal already, I realised there was more that I had experienced from the other world. I would like to stress I have no psychic gifts or clairvoyant senses at all. I don't believe anyone in my family could or would claim those types of gifts, so I would just class myself as a regular guy who is open the possibility of the paranormal. I don't actively invite the experiences and any phenomena does leave me a bit uncomfortable.
Of my blood family only my Grandad has stated that he has experienced anything classed as paranormal and that was when he was a teenage lad in East Anglia. He knew of the local legend of the ghosts of monks on the quiet country lane heading back to their long destroyed abbey ( I think the Abbey was around the Suffolf/Norfolk border). My Grandad saw something but was not willing to hang around and ran home as quick as he was able. From what he has told members of the family, it seems as if a bunch of spectral friars were heading straight towards him.
My first major adult experience of the paranormal, happened in a pub I used to work and live in.The Pub is in the commuter belt in Wendover, Buckinghamshire. I was doing the relief while the Managers were on holiday, so I was working some very long tiring shifts. I must have been working over fourteen hours every day for two weeks solid. The reason I mention my work load is not for some sympathy but to possibly explain what I experienced. I do like to keep an open but critical mind with these experiences.
I had woken up to see in the Beer delivery at about 0700 and worked most of the day until 0030 the next day. I had a snooze on my break to recharge my batteries but I was ready for a good night's sleep by the time I had cashed up and locked the pub up securely. I went to sleep straight away and was dead to the world, for some unknown reason I woke up to see my alarm showing 0230 on the digital display, as I turned to my right to get settled to sleep I noticed through the moonlight that there was an old women knitting sat in the chair in my bedroom.
She was facing me but I could not tell you if she was aware of me, all I can recall was she was in an old fashioned night gown and was not from our staff (I was the only person in the building). Rather than reacting like I thought I would have done, I turned over to my left and went back to sleep. The next morning I told the cleaner of what I had seen and she replied it is an old building and wouldn't elaborate any more on it. When my managers got back I told them of what had happened and their friend who is a white witch said she noticed there is a female presence in the top area of the building but she means no harm to us. I asked her whereabouts the female spirit likes to be and she replied the room opposite mine. I decided to tell the chef who lived in the room opposite me of his paranormal lodger, but he did not thank me for the information.
Was i dreaming?
To this day I am still unsure of what I saw, to me it seemed very real. The only thing which makes me doubt what I encountered, is my level of tiredness at the time. I had read that the human body is closest to death at the time of 0200 in the morning. In fact in the US ghost hunting programme Paranormal State they refer to that time as "DEAD TIME". I have not heard since of anyone else seeing the woman but I am now living far away from the area. I am chalking it down as a Paranormal experience but I do have some doubts on what I could have experienced.