Real Ghost Stories

midnight_skie's Story

Dedicated to midnight_skie because this is her story and I literally got the chills reading this :) xx so cute and a bit creepy <3

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My mum told me this when I was nine cos i dont remember any of the first part. So 9 years back when i was 3, my mum used to hear me talking to people. Being only young, she dismissed it as imaginary friends. But when it carried to when I had friends over recently and was in year 2, she asked me about it.

She said that all I replied to her question of 'why do I still have imaginary friends' was "they're not imaginary mummy, they're real!"

So after having no 'imaginary friends' for a year, I was now in year 3. In school I was one of the top students, never having forgotten my homework, never been late, but halfway through the year i started getting distracted by things in the classroom and was always, what seemed like, mumbling to myself.

My parents got worried and asked me about it and I told them that I was talking to the 'army men'. Worried, they asked me what i meant.

By then, they had realised that the whole time i hadnt been talking to imaginary friends but, in fact, ghosts.

Now heres the history of my house and its grounds. My whole street is built on a field. A field that was convieniently used as a camp for the English soldiers in the English Civil War.

My family at first thought i was in danger so was telling me to ignore and wish them away. But I told them that they were protecting me. When I was little i was a VERY clumsy kid. But when i was with my ghosts, i wasnt as clumsy. In some way, they always told me when I was going to be in danger, like crossing the road on my own they would tell me when and when not to cross.

My mother said that they basically saved my life because without them, i could of been dead by now for my clumsyness.

But getting older, I was getting less and less clumsy so one by one, my soldiers were leaving. Having grown up with them around me, I was sad about this. When it eventually came down to the very last soldier, the most quiet one of them (yes i took notice of the small details, i had known them for at least 3 years) finally spoke to me. I know this sounds all very unbelievable and all but he said to me 'we'll be watching over you, guiding you when you need us' and the day after, he was gone. I never saw the soldiers again but have had other incounts with ghosts, but now i never see them. it doesnt bother me that i dont see them because as my soldier said, i still feeling them guiding me.