Dawn

From: Barbara Burrell
Type: Ghost
Email: belle@soonet.ca
Location: 

Hi my name is Barbara. I was born in lancashire England. My husband and I had moved in to a small one room flat In mosses gate England . It was a large house and had a driving school in front of it. Now strange as it may seem. I had last been in this building baby sitting my second Cousins Child before we immigrated to Canada in 1956. My husband and I had too return to England pennyless and one other child and one on the way. My cousin had occuppied the front room of this house down on the main floor. I remember having a funny feeling about this room at the time.

Any How it turned out my cousins child died in the room at the front of the one I was now in. I had a husband who was cruel and beat up on me and my children. No money and coal for the fire. I was so desperate I would sneak down into the cellar and steal a little coal which belonged to someone else. Things got really bad for me my husband no job and taking the money which I brought home for his own entertainment. The final judgement came one night after I had walked sixteen miles to my aunt to get help with two children.

The following day he came and got us back and we g ot back no coal for the fire. Putting the children to bed . One in a pram and one in the crib I climbed in next to my husband . I heard my daughter cry in the night and got up and fed her a bottle of her formula. Then settled her back down with a beautiful smile from her. I had a strange appeance of a man in grey with a cloak and tall hat. He had buckles on his shoes and a big buckle on his belt.

But the thing that got me the most was his face. He was horrable large deep marks across his cheeks I was frozen with horror. He stood over me and said there are you satisfied. Befote I could scream I heard my husband say you had better get up now the baby is dead. I jumped up from my sleep and ran to the baby grabbing her from the pram. He took her down to the doctor I grabbed and dressed my other daughter so fast and ran after him. I banged on the door of the doctors.He opened the door and confirmed my daughter was dead. I walked home with her in my arms laid her out and placed her in her carriage. for twenty four hours my eldest daughter who was only two and half and I stayed in that room alone untill the ambulance came to take her away for an autopsy. I got out of that house as soon as I could. I will always remember the room at mosses gate and my baby girl I always wondered about that room and what happened that cruel night of Jan 6 1960.

I have had about three or four strange things happen in my life. I did meet the man one more time in another house with another husband. This time I had just given birth to another daughter. I put her to my breast to feed. When it happened once more the same man laughing at me at the bottom og my bed . My body started to rise I screamed for my girlfriend alice. It seemed like I was in hell and he enjoyed what he put me through. My baby Ive got to help my baby. finally I landed down with a thud. My girlfriend came running iin. She saw I was as white as a ghost . I told her my story and the doctor who dimissed it as low bloodpressure.

I told my common law husband about it and to this day the bedroom is not slept in by him either. Because he also did not believe me at first untill one night as he got into bed . He said he had a distinct feeling someone was in bed with him. He could feel the bed go down. So it was not all in my head . I still have funny experiences from time to time now.Now I am in my fifties and even now while I write this I look around and feel very afraid . No I am not crazy just feel afraid when I think of these experiences. I just Pray my baby is in Gods hands I can't explain but I hope no one ever gos through the torment I have. She died of phenemonea along with six other children it was the coldest night of the year. But I will never know who the evil man was that night.