Ghost in grey
It could be a he or then again it may well be a she but it is staring from the stairway looking at me . I am standing on my lonesome in this derelict castle coz I got locked in the toilets giving me a lot of hassle . but that was over an hour ago and now everyoneâs vacated, itâs locked up you know . âOh my Godâ as I begin to scream, please tell me this isnât real, I am in a dreamÂ
I blink my eyes but that ghostly vision is there, looking right through me with itâs ghoulish glare . If I stand perfectly still perhaps it will go away, to pick on another customer on a different day? âPlease g g go awayâ I gingerly mutter, I am scared as stiff with a definite stutter . Well would you âAdam and Eve itâ as this apparition puts itâs arms out to me from by itâs side position . I am shaking like a wobbly jelly, feeling as sick as a dog with butterflies in my belly . Yet apart from being a spirit this thing isnât a threat tho my nerves are shattered making me soak with sweat
So here I am dumbstruck and petrified when all of a sudden well I almost died!! â Follow meâ yikes did âITâ just speak? As I get a fright and let out a squawking âSHRIEK!!â I guess I havenât really got a choice but to follow this thing with the humdrum voice . It turned around and I followed like itâs shadow yet it moved in a motion like a floating flow . We went along a passageway and up some stone stairs where I saw more ghostly figures kneeling in prayers. Then to my utter relief!! there was a huge iron gate as I watched this ghost in utter disbelief !!
It held out an arm which was covered in a white gown and I swear I saw an expression on itâs face of a frown . long boney fingers turned a big brass key and it opened this doorway just for me . I stood routed to the spot was this really true? Yes I am telling you the truth, would I lie to you? Well without further ado I nodded my head then I ran out of the exit and away I sped . Like a bat out of hell I ran and I ran, just like a man on a mission on a positive plan . I shall never forget that til my dying day, getting locked in a castle and that ghost in grey
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Comments
Is this a true story Jill or poetic licence ?...great write ?
No just my vivid imagination luv xxx
Awww glad you enjoyed luv Thank you Cherie ???
I love haunted tales of ghosts and your poem did the trick cheers , rock
AwwThanks luv xx