While in town today, I bumped into an old school friend. We chatted for a while and made arrangements to meet up later.
Later on, I went to his house as there was a small get together of some of our old mates. As we sat round talking and drinking a few beers. The subject of holidays came up. One of the group was a girl I had gone to school with ten years ago and I knew very well during that time. I was aware she was into travelling in a big way, so I asked if she had anything planned.
She told us a tale about a holiday she had gone on after finnishing her first year at Uni. During her summer break from Uni, her and four of her close class mates had gone to Spain to stay with her Aunt and Uncle for the Summer. They lived in a very large and very old farmhouse, the Uncle had arranged for the girls to work in one of the local Vineyards.
( Names have been changed )
The group included Bella, Fizz, Laa-Laa, Po and Cheetara.
After arriving in Spain, the girls quickly settled into their new home and eased into the relaxed Spanish way of life.
They loved their job and Laa-Laa in particular integrated into her new surroundings making new friends with a few of the locals. In the evenings they would go long walks with Bella's unlces three greyhounds, Doodles, Izzles and Santa's Little Helper.
Life continued this way for around a month untill one evening the peace and tranquility disapeared. After a night out at one of the local bars. The Girls returned home around 1am. While the others went up to get ready for bed, Bella went down to the kitchen to get a jug of water.
From upstairs the girls heard a loud scream. After making their way down to the kitchen. They found Bella crying hysterically while holding a rolling pin. She was backed into the corner of the room and with her eyes closed swinging the rolling pin into the space infront of her.
After the girls had managed to calm her down. She told her friends that a tall man dressed like a peasant farmer had stood beside her at the sink. As she backed away from him, he started to walk towards her holding out his arms in an aggressive way. He was shouting, but she said there was complete silence.
The next day all returned to normal. The girls explained what had happened to the Aunt and Uncle over breakfast. They had never seen anything and had lived in the house for over twenty years. The Uncle tried to frighten the girls by telling them that criminals had been hanged on the land a couple of hundred years before.
A few days later, Bella and Fizz were in the kitchen with the Aunt baking bread. The same thing happened, but this time the other two were there as well. The same man walked from the corner of the room towards the three women. This time his gestures were alot more animated. As he walked towards them, he waved his arms violently while tears streamed down boths his cheeks. As he shock his hands, he took swings as if he was banging on an door. The three women held each other and screamed for the Uncle. By the time the Uncle had made his way from the garden, the man was away.
The girls were planning to see abit of the country before they had to return home, so they chose this time to leave.
According to the Aunt and Uncle they had never seen anything before in the farmhouse. Both times the man appeared, Bella was in the room.
I personally don't believe in ghosts, aliens or any of that stuff. But I do believe in the character of my friend. There is more chance on Ned Flanders telling a lie than her. She is one of the most honest people I know. As far as I am concerned she must believe she saw something, and she doesn't suffer from any mental problems.
What do folks think? Are there such things as ghosts? Or like me, do you think it is nonsense.
I just remembered, Blonde actually has a talking monkey who is going to the WSOP.... so anything is possible..
Does anyone else have a similar story?
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