You might not believe me but I have seen a Ghost in my days, not just that but we talked about…life along the way. I can easily say that it was one of the most interesting experiences of my life up to date, one I have never shared up to this day. Believe what you will but I have nothing to gain by telling you this, either you do or you don’t believe…I don’t mind, I’m not here to try to persuade you, just to share an experience,,,,even my fiance will hear about this for the first time when she reads this, so here we go, if your ready.

It was a windy night in the town called Huddersfield and I, myself was a student at the University, going for a late night stroll to clear my head and had just finished an evening session of Gaming Society and had left a friend’s place and gone down a different path than normal in a rush or so I thought. As I headed towards a park I was unfamiliar with, I decided a short cut would be best as I needed some sleep as I had a rehearsal the next day and all so I opened the gate to the park and began making my way along the path.

In the distance, I saw what appeared to be a person standing at the side of the path, looking towards a big tree that was standing there near a pond. I thought this to be odd as it was very late, dark and from what I could gather,  he looked to be about my age in fact. I walked by and didn’t say a word but was able to catch a glimpse from the corner of my eye. His face seemed motionless and still, it didn’t move an inch for the couple of seconds that I saw it and this seemed to bother me as it seemed…wrong.

‘Hi there’ I said nervously.

It wasn’t everyday I would talk with a ghost, a rather odd occurrence if I must be honest, I mean what could I ask the spirit that wouldn’t be too obvious or cliché? however, he didn’t respond at all, just remained silent and still…it was almost as if I were the invisible one.

‘I’m scared of you…please don’t hurt me”

I felt confused as I didn’t think I had appeared to be threatening to him or anyone in fact but remembered that he looked young and I was a stranger so thought it natural. My mind kept telling me to walk away and go home, he’ll go eventually as well. One thing that had bothered me from the start was how white his skin looked and his clothes for that matter…even though the last snow had fallen more than Three months before.

It cowered in the corner, the poor thing, it looked beyond scared and I thought it was time to go. I thought I should just walk away and go home, pretend that I didn’t see anything but if I had and that little child had continued to wander about alone at that time of night, my conscience would not live with it (I hadn’t believed he was a ghost yet) yet I remained there, bag over shoulder, confused as to why he was here, and then again, why was I still here?

”Wait, don’t go!”

”No one talks to me, no one sees me…I haven’t talked in a long time” he told me and this creeped me out, what did he mean by that? My mind told me to go, go now before things get weird.

”Do you need to go to the Hospital, you look as white as a ghost” I told him (No, really..I said that)

He smiled and sat down on the bench, I don’t know what made me do this but I sat down next to him, even though I didn’t want to.

”It’s a nice park, isn’t it?” He asked me.

”Yeah, it’s nice”

”I’ve seen this park so many times before, it’s rather boring me now” he confessed to me ”I was I could see my mummy again, it’s been so long since she hugged me…I’ve forgotten what a hug feels like”

”Perhaps you should go home?” I suggested ”See your family, I’m sure they’ll be looking for you soon enough”

”I have no home or I did, a long time ago but it’s long gone now” he explained

”I watched them tear it down…It didn’t take them long, my family history reduced to rubble, rather sad really”

I began to imagine that it was just a drunk student who had way too many drinks, although how this would explain the white glow, I do not know. A cold shiver descended upon me at this point and it annoyed me because it had not done so before

”Do you want me to call you a taxi mate, I have a phone so-

”It won’t help me, nothing can now!” he said sadly ”I appreciate your kindness though”

”I’m calling you one!” I told him.

I dialed the number for a local taxi company and when they asked where they needed to go, I looked over to the boy and he said ”Do not ask me for a destination as you can never reach there in a taxi” I was tempted to say the hospital after hearing that but the phone hung up and I sighed.

”Look mate, you can’t stay out here all night” I told him ”Who knows what weirdo will walk along, like me” I laughed

He smiled and seemed relaxed which made me feel easier about it all but I still wanted to go home, this was beyond creepy for me.

”You like to stare at me, don’t you”

”You don’t look well, listen…have you come from a club in town?” I asked him

He looked puzzled and didn’t say anything to this and I decided to not press the matter.

”Do you have a phone that I can use to call a friend for you so they can pick you up?”

Again, silence from him…he appeared to understand the words I was using.

”Do you understand what I am saying?” I asked him.

”I don’t understand what any person says in this age” he confessed ”I don’t understand anything about the world anymore”

”How much did you drink?” I asked him.

”The last drink I had been a small amount of milk and I was very lucky to get it…before that it was dirty water from the river collected every day” he told me.

”Why would you drink from the river?” I asked him.

”I didn’t have a choice, my family had no money”

”I’m sorry to hear that” I told him.

”Don’t be, I’m dead” he said calmly. ”I don’t like clubs by the way…I used to get beat with one” he eventually came out with. It was sudden and out of the blue.

I laughed at this, no idea why and I kept saying in my head that he looked dead but was only kidding, now this person was saying that he was deceased.

”Get out of town!” I laughed ”That’s not possible!”

To my surprise, he laughed at this and looked at me as if I had just said something very amusing, this threw me a bit because…he couldn’t be dead…ghosts aren’t real, they just can’t be.

”Why is it impossible?” he asked me ”From where I am, it’s been a reality for so long, it’s no picnic”

I didn’t want to hear a drunken story but decided to humor him since from what I could tell, no one else was anywhere else near the park, it was just the two of us.

”Look, I don’t believe in that kind of stuff, ok” I laughed ”Spirits and demons and all that”

”Neither did I but once you die, you don’t really have a choice…then again I never did in life either” he sounded disappointing at this point

”A mean man lead me down this alley way, he said he was going to give me some food, he did’ the little boy explained. ”I was so hungry…how could I resist…it was a freezing cold night and my Father had thrown me out of the house that night”

”This doesn’t sound like it’s going to be good” I admitted.

”It was snowing that night and I had a very thin shirt, I was freezing…thinking I would end up sleeping by the river again when he came…saw me and said he could give me some bread, meat and even some wine if I followed him…he took me through this park before he-

”I don’t need to hear the rest” I told him ”Nice story and all, do you study Creative Writing or something?”

”I didn’t think you’d believe me” he sounded not bothered by this.

”Look, I don’t believe in deceased bodies haunting the Earth for whatever reason, whether it be revenge or whatnot” I told him.

”No offence mate but I have enough to think about, I think I might quit University…it’s just not for me, no one talks to me really and I don’t make friends easily…it gets lonely sometimes, you know” I confessed.

He appeared moved and happy as I said this and that bothered me. Was he going to mock me about this or something? That’s what I thought and I stood up, and almost began to walk away when he spoke again.

”You should not worry so much” he told me ”Life’s too short to worry all the time, yet I wouldn’t know that, I was 22 when I died” he admitted ”I see so many people pass through this park with woes and concerns and it makes me weep because one day, they will all die and they’ll relive those worries and regret them all, we all do in the end”

”What do you-

”Just live everyday like it’ll be your last…have no regrets” he told me

I turned my head to respond and he was…gone, I don’t have an explanation of how he could disappear like that, who knows maybe he had decided to go home after all or maybe…he…no I can’t think like that I told myself

Only darkness then remained and nothing more. I will never go back to that park at night, not after that experience, that blank look will always haunt me, once is enough for me!

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