31 Days of Spook – Story Submission

Oh my friends.  I do hope you have been enjoying my 31 Days of Spook with me this year.  I have had so much fun sharing with you so many spooky things – things that go bump in the night – things that create shadows in the dark – things that maybe make you do a double take.  Today, I have another story submission.  This one is from my great friend Fozzie in Australia.  Do you know Fozzie?  If not, you need to go visit her now and check her out.  She’s got some great stories and photographs from Australia that will absolutely blow you away.  Check her out and tell her this little oinker sent you 🙂  And thanks Fozzie for a great story my friend ❤

“When I came home from hospital with Rhiannon..(some 29 years ago), we lived in a small two bedroom flat. Bradley, our eldest, was in his own room and Rhiannon slept in a cot in our room.  She must have been about a month old when this happened.

 

We had in our room an old white wicker chair, you know the type that belongs on a porch under the shade of a wisteria. This chair was my grandmas (she was still alive at the time of this incident). Now the story went my grandma and her sister had some to and fro’s over who got to have this chair..and as it happened my grandma got it.. her sister is now deceased. I always loved it and my grandma was happy to give it to me.  And so it sat in the corner of our bedroom..

 

One night I was woken with the fright of my life.  As I lay on my side asleep, I felt a hand grab my shoulder! I sat bolt upright frozen. Phil was fast asleep. Rhiannon fast asleep. Me wide awake and terrified!

 

I woke Phil and made him get up to check the flat all over…nothing. I went back to bed..but not to sleep. This happened again for the next three nights. I was terrified so badly that I went to my doctor.

 

I told him I was sure I was losing my mind,such a violent grab and yet nothing!  My doctor, such a cool young guy he was, simply said to me, ““There’s a lot more to life than what we think. You aren’t nuts, just experiencing something you are not tuned to.”

 

Eventually, I relaxed a bit more and the grabbing stopped…after I politely asked it to stop as I was needing sleep…since then I have lots of special things happen. Life indeed is a weird and mysterious journey.”