Encounters with Ghosts
These tales of haunted houses and restless spirits will test your nerves
When we asked readers to share their ghostly encounters, nothing prepared us for the truly nerve- t ingling and hair- raising stories we received. Here are the ones we liked most – plus one gathered by a ghost buster. But a word of caution: if you didn’t believe in ghosts, you sure will after reading these!
In July 2012, to celebrate our tenth wedding anniversary, my wife, Mai, and I went to the Blue Mountains, west of Sydney, for the weekend. We stayed in a historic cottage guest house. The caretaker made us feel welcome with a beautiful cheese platter and told us that a cook would prepare and serve breakfast at 8.30 in the morning. We settled in by the open fireplace to warm up. Funnily enough, despite the fire, we couldn’t get the chill out of the air so we headed out for a walk. We soaked in the beauty of the mountains before having dinner at a nearby restaurant, then returning to the cottage.
Not long after settling into bed, Mai complained of feeling pressure on her chest. She said it felt like the kids were lying on top of her. My first thought was that she was missing them, but when I looked over at her I could see her body sinking deeper and deeper into the mattress under the weight of some invisible force. We quickly realised that we were keeping company with a ghost.
We both believe in ghosts so we firmly told it to leave us alone. Mai left the room to sleep on the lounge by the fire. I was not going to give up my bed so easily, until I felt the full weight of an adult lying on top of me. I was pinned down and it was difficult to move. I persisted, again firmly telling the ghost to leave, and for a brief moment it did.
I got out of bed to let Mai know the ghost had gone. She had been unable to sleep and had been pacing the hallway to keep warm. The fire was still burning; yet the room remained icy. She said she’d be in soon.
Back in bed, moments after I’d made myself comfortable, lying on my side, I felt an almighty force from behind. I was pushed out onto the floor. Hearing the thud, Mai came in and we agreed that this ghost had won. We moved to the lounge room, where we were ‘ allowed’ to lie on the lounge.
The next morning, the cook told us that the cottage had been built by convicts in the 1840s. I understand that the area is home to many ghosts but I’m no closer to understanding why this ghost so desperately wanted us out of his bed!
BY DAVID STEPHENS
NOT LONG AFTER SETTLING INTO BED, MAI COMPLAINED OF FEELING PRESSURE ON HER CHEST