The Old Guest House

From: lucy (voodoodollyluvspunk@hotmail.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: old guest house
Source: Form Submission

This story is true, and was very scary at the time. About a year and a half ago, i went down to the coast for a little holiday with my sister and my niece and nephew. We decided to stay at this old guest house on the sea front. We were given the second floor of the house. There was a living room, kitchen and bedroom, but we had to share a bathroom with the other guests. The first night we stayed there, strange things began to happen. The house had a weird smell, musky like. We presumed this was because the house was old. Anyway, my niece was standing by this big old wooden cabinet, which had a mirror on top of it. All of a sudden the mirror slipped over and would have cut her head of if she hadnt of moved! That shook us up, you could say the mirror wasnt balanced on the cabinet properly, but its strange that it fell down just when my niece was standing there.

Next, we were in the kitchen, and the light bulb blew. So my sister took a bulb out of a lamp in the living room, and as soon as she put it up, it blew again. Then the lightbulbs then blew in the living room, followed by the bedroom. The only light we had was from this little gas fire and the tv.

Then in the evening time, i went to brush my teeth in the bathroom, which was quite a distance away from the rest of the rooms. To get there you would have to go down some stairs,then through a passage. There wasnt much light on the way to the bathroom, it was very dingy. As i opened the bathroom door, i could smell something disgusting. It was really strong and sort of the same smell that was in the rest of the house, but in the bathroom it was ever so strong. I hated being in there alone. It felt like i was being watched. It was just a very peculiar feeling.

Later on, my nephew went into the bathroom and when he came out, he looked so scared and said he had heard a deep voice laughing. Then, i was sitting by the fire alone in the living room and it was warm in there. Suddenly i went cold all over but then as my sister entered the room i felt warm again. The next day i was having a bath and i could hear a voice,it was deep, like the voice my nephew heard. It sh*t me up so i jumped out of the bath and quickly went back into the living room!

When we went to bed at night, we were scared of being apart, so we all squashed onto the futon in the living room. That night my sister woke up early hours of the morning and said she could hear a deep voice mumbling something behind her. She was too scared to turn round but when she told me she was very shakey.

To top it off, when we were leaving we were checking through our cases and we couldnt find my nephews purple blanket. This blanket was his favourite and he took it with him everywhere. We were sure we had packed it but we searched round the rooms, and it wasnt anywhere. I dont know about the history of the house but i know it is very old. i would really want to find out what happened in that house.