Cold Winters Night!

On that cold winters night heavy snow fell

the couple headed to see family

but work had delayed the departure time

now they panicked as it was late

weather conditions added to their distress

it had become a complete mess!

 

At first good progress was made on the trip

but soon the snow began to lay

a biting wind made it drift onto the roads

being moorland no protection

on the slippery surface went into a skid

all signs from view were hid!

 

Abandoning the car as it would not start

to hopefully summon help

no mobile phone signals available there

they started to walk back

hoping there would be a house close by

nothing else to do but try!

 

Within a few minutes they saw lights ahead

puzzled never noticed them

when a short while ago had driven passed

soon knocking on the door

now very cold and their clothes very wet

with a pleasant smile were met.

 

Welcomed in by a middle-aged woman entered

into a warm cosy house.

Where they were offered food and hot drinks

and offered accommodation

if they wanted to stay until the following day

she did not want them to pay.

 

Concerned their parents would now be worried

enquired if she had a phone

telling them she had not got one of the gadgets

reluctantly this had to accept

so settling down until the early morning light

waking seeing it was bright.

 

Thanking the lady for her kindness decided go

making their way to the car

where to their surprise a van had just stopped

the driver got them on the move

contacted their family as it was Christmas day

they got to them another way.

 

Later during the after dinner gathering mentioned

the kind lady who let them stay

But the girl’s mother knew the area on the moors

surprised told the startled couple

there was only an abandoned derelict building

anybody being there knew nothing!

 

So who had the couple stayed with the night before?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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The Monastery!

The monastery partly a ruin being centuries old

popular for many ghost hunters.

Trying to prove or disprove by varies methods

any existence of ghostly visitations!

Amongst the impressive crumbling architecture

the imagination heightened for sure!

 

Tales of hooded monks seen walking in dark places

or surrounding burial ground.

The ghost hunters enthusiastically came to stalk

on this open bleak moorland.

You can feel the prickly static electricity everywhere

that alone gives you a scare!

 

Often a low mist hangs over an exposed monastery

giving it that typical haunted image.

On this particular winters night a group arrived

inexperienced and impressionable.

Investigating this known documented haunted site

what would they find on this night?

 

Straight away every one had that uneasy sensation

they were being closely scanned.

But put it down to atmospheric conditions created

as they each began to prepare.

They formed into a circle this was how they started

trying to connect with the departed.

 

Now late in the evening becoming cold and misty

they felt shivery and chilled!

Two of the six were certain they had been touched

one on the head one on the back!

Another in the infra-red light saw shadow appear

in awe said it was so clear!

 

An hour later split into three’s for the viduals

in the areas of reported sightings.

And they certainly would not be disappointed

three girls sat in the monastery.

When they all heard close by a very loud bang

and from above a bell rang!

 

Taking a cautious look around nothing was found

staying calm took photos.

Certain something was stood by the small altar

decided to do an EVP session!

Replaying the recording picked up a woman crying

saying faintly she was dying!

 

Having to quickly exit as an object was thrown

certain now they were not alone!

The other group could see them run outside

wandering amongst silent stones.

Where a thick mist formed in a human shape

they also had to escape!

 

Gathering in the tiny nearby car park shaking

pleased at what they had caught.

Hurriedly collecting equipment left at five am

eager to review their findings.

As they departed by the main monastery door

a shadow rose from the floor!

 

Brave or foolish they wanted to come back for more!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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