Woodfield Close - The Abbeydale Club - Anon
A few years ago, we booked the Abbeydale club for a private party. Its a huge room, holds about 180 people. As we were setting up the food in the skittle alley, we felt a cold presence. When we turned towards the door to go back into the function room, 2 of us saw a man walking through it away from us. He was tall, about 6'4" and was very broad, scared the hell out of us. Members of staff have also had paranormal experiences. The doors at the back of the function room are pushed open when no one is in the club, chairs have been moved, noises come from the cellar and the door in the bar area opens on its own.
A few years ago, we booked the Abbeydale club for a private party. Its a huge room, holds about 180 people. As we were setting up the food in the skittle alley, we felt a cold presence. When we turned towards the door to go back into the function room, 2 of us saw a man walking through it away from us. He was tall, about 6'4" and was very broad, scared the hell out of us. Members of staff have also had paranormal experiences. The doors at the back of the function room are pushed open when no one is in the club, chairs have been moved, noises come from the cellar and the door in the bar area opens on its own.
Screaming In The Mirror - Woodfield Close - Anon
When I was about 17/18 years old I had a part time job at The Abbeydale Club. As I was getting ready the one night, I felt the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. I thought nothing of it at first. As I continued to dry and style my hair in the mirror, the face of a teenage boy appeared next to me. His face was almost in the screaming position. I ran all the way to the club told them what happened (I didn't even have any shoes on). A few of them went back to the house to find the door wide open and no one inside. This happened a few times when I lived at the property. When my neice use to stay at the property years before she used to regularly see a figure standing in one of the bedrooms.
When I was about 17/18 years old I had a part time job at The Abbeydale Club. As I was getting ready the one night, I felt the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. I thought nothing of it at first. As I continued to dry and style my hair in the mirror, the face of a teenage boy appeared next to me. His face was almost in the screaming position. I ran all the way to the club told them what happened (I didn't even have any shoes on). A few of them went back to the house to find the door wide open and no one inside. This happened a few times when I lived at the property. When my neice use to stay at the property years before she used to regularly see a figure standing in one of the bedrooms.
Little Girl - Woodfield Close - Anon
When me and my brother were younger, we were in the back garden of my sisters old house and at the very end of the garden, the fence would dip down and you could see into the next garden, we saw a little girl there. We were playing all sorts of games like eye spy but then we were called home which was over the road, for our dinner. We took about 10 minutes but we had told the girl that we will come and call for her after we have eaten. We knocked on the door and the little girl, Charlotte, was never there, in fact, it was not English people that lived there, and Charlotte was very much English. Me and my brother forgot about this for a really long time until recently when we were thinking about it and telling old stories. Background story - When I was younger I always reported my best friend, 'Ballot' who I said was a ghost (I have no recollection of this) and a medium come round and said there was a little girl called Charlotte who had attached herself to me, and a while later we found out that there was a young girl named Charlotte who died in a fire somewhere nearby. See "The Portal" story in Sedgley Close.
When me and my brother were younger, we were in the back garden of my sisters old house and at the very end of the garden, the fence would dip down and you could see into the next garden, we saw a little girl there. We were playing all sorts of games like eye spy but then we were called home which was over the road, for our dinner. We took about 10 minutes but we had told the girl that we will come and call for her after we have eaten. We knocked on the door and the little girl, Charlotte, was never there, in fact, it was not English people that lived there, and Charlotte was very much English. Me and my brother forgot about this for a really long time until recently when we were thinking about it and telling old stories. Background story - When I was younger I always reported my best friend, 'Ballot' who I said was a ghost (I have no recollection of this) and a medium come round and said there was a little girl called Charlotte who had attached herself to me, and a while later we found out that there was a young girl named Charlotte who died in a fire somewhere nearby. See "The Portal" story in Sedgley Close.
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