I LIKE TO GO FISHING WITH MY FRENDS MICK AND RAYMOND AS OFTEN AS WE CAN.
SO WE HEADED UP TO THE GAERLOCH TO A PLACE CALLD GULLYBRIDGE AT GAERLOCHHEAD.
WE HAD A CARAVAN ON A PART OF LAND THAT BELONGS TO THE LOCAL COUNCIL.
ANYWAY WE HAD ALL THAT WE NEED FOOD, DRINK AS YOU DO , IF YOU DONT WELL YOU HAVE HAD IT, THE NEREST PLACE THAT " MIGHT BE OPEN IS ABOUT 4 MILS AWAY.
ANYWAY THE FISHING WAS OVER AND NOT A THING FOR TEA, BUT A NICE WARM FIRE AND A COLD BEAR WAS A WELCOME END TO THE DAY.
THE LARGE  FROUNT WINDOW OF THE VAN LOOKS UP AND ALONG TOWARDS THE END OF THE GAERLOCH, THE VAN DORE IS TO THE RIGHT LOOKING ON TO A HEDGE AND OVER THAT THE ROAD.
THE HEDGE IS APROX 8.5 FEET TALL OVER THAT IS A FOOT PATH  THEN THE RD.
AS YOU LOOK ALONG THE HEDGE IT CURVES TO THE LEFT.
WE SAT AND TALKED AND HAD A LAF, WELL INTO THE WEE SMALL HOURS, MICK LOOKED INTENSLY OUT THE WINDOW, CAN YOU SEE THAT NUTTER THERE HE SAID, WE LOOKED OUT THE WINDOW,  AT THE END OF THE HEDGE. WELL WE SCROWED OUR EYS UP AND THERE WAS WHAT LOOKED LIKE A MAN, HEAD AND SHOLDERS ABOVE THE HEDGE, IT WAS AS IF HE WAS STANDING ON SOMETHING , MY FIRS THOUGHT WAS THAT HE WAS STANDING OUT OF THE SUN ROOF OF A CAR AND JUST HAVING FUN, ONE OF THE LADS FROM THE BASE AT FASTLAIN, BUT THAT  WOULD MEAN THAT THERE MUST BE A CAR "RIGHT, WRONG THER WAS NO CAR, NOT THAT WE COULD SEE, NO LIGHTS AT THE BOTOM OF THE HEDGE, BUT THERE HE WAS STILL COMEING, STILL ABOVE THE HEDGE.
HE WAS JUST ABOUT 200 FT AWAY WHEN I GOT THIS FELING THAT SOMETHING WAS WRONG,
HIS HEAD WAS JUST ABOUT CLEAR ENUGH TO SEE BYE THE LIGHTS FROM THE ROAD, AND THEN IT STRUCK ME, THIS IS THE MAN, THE PERSON THAT WAS STANDING NEXT TO ME AT THE GATE AT HOUSEILLMURE RD IN POLOCK ALL THOSE YEARS AGO, I SAID TO TO MICK AND RAYMOND THAT THIS IS NOT A GOOD SITUATION, MICK AGREAD.
FOR SOME RESON MICK RAN TO THE BACK OF THE VAN AND STARTED TO PULL UP TEH BACK SEATS FOR ROPE  STRING ENEYTHING THAT WAS HANDY.
AND THER HE WAS JUST PASSING THE LEFT HAND SIDE OF THE VAN WINDOW , YOU COULD SEE HIM CLEARLY IN THE PALE ORANGE COLOR OF THE STREET LIGHT, BUT THE THING WAS HIS HEAD STILL LOOKED GRAY, AND BLACK HOLES WHERE HIS EYS SHOULD BE,  HE WAS FACEING FORWAR, BUT AS HE GOT TO THE SIDE WINDOW OF THE VAN HIS HEAD STARTED TO TURN AND HE JUST LOOKED RIGHT AT US, IT WAS SO KREEPY, NO, HE WAS SO KREEPY.
WELL THAT WAS ALL THAT MICK HAD TO SEE, HE CLOSED ALL THE CURTINS STARTED TO TIE DOWN THE CARAVAN, THE DORES, WINDOWS ANYTHING THAT COULD BE OPEND, I KID YOU NOT. WE SAT FOR ABOUT IT FOR 5. MINS TALKING ABOUT IT THEN THER WAS A BANG, ON THE RIGHT HAND SIDE WINDOW OF THE VAN AT THE WINDOW, BANG BANG BANG, 
WELL IF YOU COULD BOTTEL FEAR AND SELL IT I WOULD BE A RICH MAN.
BANG BANG, WE HAD TO LOOK AND SEE WHAT WAS MAKING THIS NOISE, RAYMOND OPEND THE CURTINS, THER WAS A SHEEP WITH ITS HEAD PRESSED RIGHT UP AT THE WINDOW.
IT HAD ITS LEFT EYE  AND FACE PRESSED UP HARD TO THE WINDO AND IT WAS GOING MAD,
YOU COULD SEE THAT IT REALLY NEVER WHANTED TO BE THERE, SO IT WAS KICKING AND BANGING, AND IF SHEEP COULD SCREEM IT WOULD HAVE TRYED THAT TO.
MICK JUMPED FORWARD AND CLOSED THE CURTINS AND THE BANGING SOON STOPED.
HOW THE HELL DID IT GET UP TO THE WINDOW, THE VAN WAS IN AN OPEN SPACE SO HOW DID IT GET UP THERE. WELL THERE WAS JUST ONE THING THAT COULD HAVE DONE THAT, AND IT, HE, WAS TRYING TO GET US TO RUN OUT OF THE VAN I NO,
AND MAYBE A POS ABDUCT COULD HAVE HAPEND, DONT NO DONT CARE, MICK WAS IN SHOCK UNDER THE WEE TABEL, RAYMOND AND I JUST LOOKED AT MICK AND STAIRED AT EACH UTHER WITH THIS TRANSPARENT LOOK ABOUT US, I COULDENT TAKE IN WHAT HAD JUST HAPPEND.
IT WAS ONE OF THOSE NIGHT YOU JUST WHANT TO BE OVER AND ON YOUR WAY HOME, SAFE.
WE NEVER REPORTED THAT TO ANYONE.
I HAVE HAD 3 MORE ENCOUNTERS WITH THEES MONSTERS IN BLACK, ONE TIME WITH MICK NOT FAR FROM GULLYBRIDG.
TAKE WHAT YOU WANT FROM THIS BUT DONT SAY TO ME THAT IM TELLING LIES, LIKE YOU I CANT STAND LIES.
I WOULD LOVE YOU TO MEAT MY FRENDS AND SEE THAT THAY ARE JUST ORDNERY  PEEPS LIKE  YOU AND I.
WELL SAID TO MUCH ALL REDDY.
TIME TO GO WILL POST THE REST SOON, ONCE I HAVE DECORATED MY HOUSE THAT IS.
BEST WISHES.

TTFN,  ROBERT.     



  

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SUMMER OF 1989 MID JULY..

WE SAT IN MY FREND MICKS GARDEN THERE WHERE 7 OF US .
WE PLAYED THE GUITAR HAD  BBQ SUM BEER TYPICAL S SUMMER STUFF.
I HAD MY BACK TO THE ROAD AND EVERY ONE WAS SITING AT THE TABLE.
OUT OF THE CORNER OF MY EYE I THOUGHT THAT I  SAW SUMTHING, IT WAS WHITE FLAT LOOKED LIKE A FRIZBY THEN IT WAS GONE  JUST BEHIND THE HEDGE, I ASKED MICK IF HE HAD SAW ANYTHING JUST THEN HE TURND TO REPLY, AND THEN THAY ALL LOOKED AT ME LIKE I HAD SAID SUMTHING WRONG, THEN I RELISED THAT THAY WHERE NOT LOOKING AT ME AT ALL THAY WHERE LOOKING OVER MY HEAD AND UP INTO THE SKY, NOT NOWING WHAT WAS GOING ON I TURND TO SEE.
THERE IT WAS AS CASUAL AS YOU LIKE JUST TRAVLING ABOUT 35 MPH ACROS THE SKY, IT WAS IN IN NO HURRY TO GO ANYWHERE THE PERFECT DISC SHAPE, WE CAN SEE IT AS CLEAR AS DAY.
IT HAD JUST CROSED THE GRATEWESTERN RD FROM THE DRUMCUAPEL SIDE, RIGHT OVER THE THE PLACE THAT MAKES CUTTY SARK SCOTCH AND NOW IT  WAS HEADING FOR GLASGOW AIRPORT.
IT WENT BYE US AND DOWN INTO THE VALY OVER THE RIVER CLYDE AND THEN IT TURND TO THE RIGHT  JUST AS IT WAS ABOUT TO REACH THE AIRPORT, IT CONTINUED UP THE CLYDE TOWARDS THE ERSKIN BRIDG THEN UNDER IT, WE WATCHED IT AS FAR AS WE COULD SEE IT THEN IT WAS GONE.
IT WAS IN PLAIN SITE FOR ABOUT 1 NIN?.
WE ALL STARTED TALLKING OVER EACH UTHER, DID YOU SEE THE SISE OF THAT, EDDY WAS GETING HIMSELF INTO A BIT OF A STATE, HE WAS THE ONE WITH THE, NO'S BUT AND WHAT IF'S.
MICK SAID THAT IT WAS A REMOTE CONTROLED THING, I SAID TO MICK DID YOU SEE THE SIESE OF THAT THING, DONT BE STUPID, BUT NOT AS POLLITE.
IT WAS 9 MET ACROSS 3MET TALL,  THE TOP LOOKED LIKE IT WAS BURNT, WITH BLACK AND BROWN STREAKS RUNNING TOP TO BOTTOM OVER A CREAM COLOR , THE UNDER SIDE WAS BRILLANT WHITE.
WE TALKED ABOUT IT FOR 3MINS, THEN WE COULD HEAR THIS FAINT RUMMBUL AND WE WHERE ALL EARS, MRS F, SHE WAS SITING ON THE DORE STEP AT THE TIME, IT WAS GETING LOUDER AND LOUDER, WELL IT WAS ALLMOST DEFFNING, THEN THERE WAS THISTHUNDERUS BANG AND RORE, IT WAS TWO JUMP JETS FLYING LOW, WHEN I SAY LOW THAY ALLMOST RIPED THE SLATES OF THE ROOF, BANG AND THAY WHERE DOWN IN THE VALLY IN SECONDS,
BANKING TO THE RIGHT AND UP THE CLYDE AND UNDER THE BRIDGE AND OUT OF SITE, THAT WAS LIKE  15 SEC OF A PURE ADRENALIN RUSH.
GLASGOW AIRPORT NEVER SAID THAT THER WAS A UFO CROSSING THE PLAINS FLIGHT PATH
OR THAT THER WHERE TWO JUMP JETS AFTER IT, HUSH HUSH, TO NEAR MOD PROP.
WELL ITS  ALL TRUE.
IT WAS LATER THATS THINGS STARTED TO COME TO GETHER IN MY HEAD, I STARTED TO
GET THE BIG PICTURE.
SEEING IS BELEVING, WELL IF YOU HAVE THE GOOD FORTUNE TO SEE ONE IN THE SKY AT LEAST ONCE IN YOUR LIFE TIME YOU HAVE BEAN TRULY BLESSED, HOWEVER IF YOU SHOULD SEE A UFO MORE THAN ONCE THATS SUMTHING DIFFRENT.
DONT GIVE UP HOPE, KEEP WATCHING THE SKYS.
BEST WISHES

TTFN ROBERT.
  

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AFTER ALL THE TIMES THAT WE HAD TO MOVE AND ALL OUR PROBLEM THAT WE HAD GONE THROUGH, HOPE AT LAST.
IT HAD TAKEN MUM AND DAD A LONG TIME TO GET THE HOUSE OF THERE DREEMS, BACK AND FRUNT DORE, FRUNT GARDEN BACK GARDEN, A ROOM FOR THE BOYS AND ONE FOR THE GIRLS,
A DREEM COME TRUE.

25 NOVEMBER 1970.   80 HOUSEILLMURE RD POLLOCK GLASGOW.

IT WAS A BRIGHT SUNNY SAT MORNING, COLD AND CRISP UNDER FOOT, MUM HAD JUST GOT US UP AND FED AND WATERD THEN YOU WHERE OUT FOR THE DAY, THERE WAS ALL WAYS SUMTHING TO DO, LOTS OF FRENDS TO PLAY WITH, WE HAD SOME COUSINS JUST UP THE ROAD THAT WE PLAYD WITH, I WAS 9, MICK 10.
SO IF YOUR A KID AND OUT FOR THE DAY LIVING IN GLASGOW THE FIRST THING THAT YOU DO IS GO MISSING, RUNING ABOUT THE DIFRENT PARTS OF THE TOWN, WELL THATS WHAT MICK AND I WOULD DO.  SOME TIME LATER.
DAD WAS ON A HUNTING TRIP, TRYING TO GATHER UP THE TROOPS FOR TEA.
HE GOT MICK AND I AT THE FIRE STATION, IN TO THE VAN THEN WE WHERE OFF TO PICK MY LIL SIS UP FROM MY AUNTIE ANNS, THEN GO FOR MY COUSIN JEAN, JEAN WAS MY MUMS BABY SITTER, NO ONE ELLS WOULD DO, THAT DUN BACK HOME FOR TEA.
MUM AND DAD WHERE GOING TO MY AUNT LIZ AND UNCLE BILLS WEDING ANNAVERSARY OVER IN GRANGEMOUTH.
JEAN STARTED TO POUT THINGS AWAY IN THE KITCHEN, AND MUM AND DAD GOT THEM SELLFS REDDY TO GO OUT FOR THE NIGHT, MUM WAS IN A FLAP FOR JUST ABOUT ANYTHING.  REMEMBER THIS THAT, YOU NO.
SO ON THE WAY OUT THE DORE DAD HAD HIS SAY ON HOW THE NIGHT WAS GOING TO GO AS FAR AS WHO WAS GOING TO STAY UP LATE AND WHO WAS GOING TO BED, WELL MY BED TIME SLOT WAS SCHEDULED FOR 8.30 AT THE END OF THE UNTOUCHABLES/ USA CRIME SERIES IN BLACK AND WHITE?.
ANYWAY MUM AND DAD WHEAR OFF AND WE ALL SAT AND WHATCHED TV TILL OUR TIME WAS UP. 
FIRST IT WAS LIL SIS, THENE MY YOUNGER BRUTHER, AND I WAS ON THE WATING LIST.
THE PROGRAM WAS SUPOSED TO START AT 8. BUT THER WAS A DELAY IN SCHEDULE AND NOW IT WOULD START AT 8.30 MICK WAS DETERMINED THAT I WAS GOING TO MY BED NO MATTER WHAT, I WAS IN A RAGEING WITH TEMPER.
SO I JUST SAT AND WATCHED THE PROGRAM BUT CLOCK WATCHING OUT OF THE RIGHT HAND SIDE OF MY EYE, THE HAND FELL AND MICK WAS UP, DING DING ROUND ONE, MICK TRYED TO POUSH ME OUT OF THE DORE AND IN TO BED, I WAS STILL TRYING TO SEE THE PROGRAM, HANGING ONTO THE DORE WITH BOTH HANDS ALLMOST BRAKING MY NECK JUST TO LOOK ROUND TO SEE THE TV, JEAN JUST SAT AS IF SHE WAS HAPPY THAT MICK WAS DOING ALL THE HARD WORK.
THEN IT HAPPEND, IT WAS LIKE SOMEONE HAD JUST TURNED THE LIGHTS ON OUT SIDE, WHEN I SAY TURNED THE LIGHTS ON I MEAN THAT IF YOU COULD HAVE TIED A ROPE TO THE MOON AND STARTED TO PULL IT DOWN AND RIGHT OVER YOUR HOUSE THEN YOU WILL BE GETING THE PICTURE.
THE LIGHT WAS SO INTENCE THAT YOU COULDENT CAST A SHADOW WITH YOUR HAND, YOU CANT SEE THE PICTURE ON THE TV SCREEN, EVERY THING WAS BRILLEANT WHITE WITH THIS GRAY BLUE TINT TO IT.
JEAN STARTED TO SCREEM AT THE TOP OF HIR LUNGS NOT TO GO TO THE WINDOW, I WAS 10
WHAT DID SHE THINK I WAS GOING TO DO, MICK WAS AS DUM STRUCK AS I WAS BUT HE LET HIS GARD DOWN AND I WAS OF RIGHT OVER TO THE WINDOW AND UNDER THE CURTINS LOOKING OUT, WE CANT SEE ANYTHING, BUT THE STREET WAS LIT UP LIKE IT WAS MORNING BUT ONLY IN THAT GRAY BLUE TINT, THEN FROM THE LEFT HAND SIDE YOU COULD START TO SEE THE EDGE OF THE LIGHT AND IT WAS MOVING FROM LEFT TO RIGHT.
WELL I NEEDED A BETTER LOOK, I WAS OFF RIGHT OUT THE DORE TURN RIGHT DOWN THE PATH AND DOWN TO THE FRUNT GATE, I LOOKED UP TO MY RIGHT HAND SIDE AND UP OVER TO THE NABOURS HOUSE AND THER IT WAS THIS AMAZING BRILLEANT WHITE DISC, IT WAS STILL, JUST HOVERING OVER THE HOUSE NEXT TO THE LAIN TOTALY SILENT, THE APEX OF THE HOUSE MADE IT LOOK LIKE SOMEONE HAD TOOK A PEICE OUT OF IT LIKE A PEICE OF CAKE JUST THIS BLACK TRIANGULAR SHAPE CUT RIGHT OUT OF IT.
I COULD HEAR MICK RUNING DOWN THE PATH TOWARDS ME AT THE GATE, I WAS IN A TRANCE LOOKING AT THE LIGHT TO SEE WHERE MICK HAD GONE, I MANAGED TO TAKE MY GAZE AWAY FROM THE DISC TO LOOK AT MICK  AND AND SEE WHAT HIS REACTION WAS, WHEN I LOOKED AT MICK HE WAS JUST BATHED IN THIS GRAY BLUE LIGHT. EVERY THING HAD A GRAY BLUE TINT TO IT, EVAN THE HEDGES AND THE FENCE, IF YOU COULD HAVE SEEN THE LOOK ON MICKS FACE, OBVIOUSLY I WAS IN THE SAME STATE AS HE WAS, BUT IT WAS THE MOST FANTASTICK THING, THE LIGHT I MEAN.
THEN WE BOTH TURND TO LOOK AT IT AGAIN.
SCECONDS HAD PASSED, THEN THER WAS A HAND ON MY RIGHT SHOLDER, I THOUGHT THAT IT WAS JEANS HAND, BUT IT WASENT, I NEVER HEARD ANY FOOT STEPS AT THAT TIME, AS I STARTED TO LOOK ROUND I COULD SEE THAT THERE WAS SUMONE STANDING RIGHT NEXT TO ME AND IT WAS DEFENETLY NOT JEAN, I STARTED TO LOOK FROM THE STEP UPWARDS , IT WAS ALL BLACK, NOT A HINT OF THAT BRILLEANT WHITE LIGHT NO HINTS OF GRAY BLUE, NUTHING, AS I GOT TO THE TOP OF THE BLACK I COULD SEE HIS HEAD.
HE, IT NEVER LOOKED AT US AT ALL FOR THOSE FUE MOMENTS, BUT WE CAN SEE HIS SIDE PROFILE AND HE JUST LOOKED LIKE A BALLDING MAN, NUTHING STICKING OUT OF HIS EARS OR HIS HEAD, HE JUST LOOKED LIKE US.
THEN THER WAS THIS SCENCE LIKE IT WAS ALL RIGHT,  ALL RIGHT MY ARSE, NUTHING COULD BE FURTHER FROM THE TROOTH.
THE SCENSATION WAS OF KALMNES, I SAID TO MICK MUTCH LATER THAT IT FELLT LIKE DAD WAS STANDING THEAR WITH US AND THAT THER WAS NUTHING TO BE AFRADE OF.
THEN SUDENLY IT WAS DAY LIGHT, AND MICK AND I WHERE JUST CUMMING OUT OF WHAT I CAN ONLY DESCRIBE AS A CLOUD OF PINK HAZE, NOW WE ARE NOW STANDING IN THE LAIN, AND THER WAS A BOY SITTING ON THE GROUND PLAYING WITH A TOY TRUCK NEXT TO THE POWER BOX, HE WAS JUST STEARING RIGHT AT US, SO WOULD YOU BE IF  I JUST APEARD RIGHT IN FRUNT OF YOU.
DONT ASK ME WHAT HAD HAPPEND BECAUSE I DONT NO.....
THE HAZE CLEARD AND WE JUST LOOKED AT EACH UTHER, LOOKING AT IT NOW WE WHERE STILL IN THE SAME POSITIONS THAT WEA WHERE IN LAST NIGHT AT THE GATE, BUT ONLY NOW IT WAS LIKE 9.30 AM 10.IN HE MORNING.
THER WAS A SONG BEING PLAYED COMING FROM THE HOUSE THAT THE DISC WAS HOVERING OVER IN THE NIGHT, IT WAS  WHERES YOUR MAMA GONE, I THINK BYE CHIPERRY TICK?.
I RAN TO THE END OF THE LAIN TO SEE WHERE WE SHOULD BE SANDING, "AND IN THE DARK.
THE THING IS, NUTHING SEAMD TO BE OUT OF THE ORDNERY, WE NEVER GOT INTO TRUBLE FROM JEAN FOR NOT BEING IN THE HOLE NIGHT, MUM DAD NEVER SAID ANYTHING TO US WHEN THAY GOT BACK.
BOTH OF US DO NOT REMEMBER A THING THAT WHENT ON IN THAT SPACE OF TIME. NO SCARS THAT WE CAN REMEMBER HAVEING.
WE THINK THAT WHATEVER HAPPEND TO US MAY HAVE HAPEND TO JEAN, BUT WE CANT BE SHOOR. 
BUT WE WHERE JUST KIDS THEN, IT HAPEND, AND THE MEMORY OF IT WAS SOON FORGOT, ONLY TO RESURFICE AT A FUTURE DATE.
WE HAVE GONE BACK TO THE HOUSE JUST TO SEE IF THER WAS ANYTING  WE COULD REMEMBER, BUT NUTHING, WE HAD A CHAT TO THE OCUPIERS THERE NOW MR AND MRS GREAR, WE TOLD THEM SUMTHING ABOUT IT BUT NOT ALL , REMEMBERING THAT I AM DOCUMENTING THIS STORRY, AND HAVE BEAN SCINCE LATE 2003.
THERS MORE TO TELL, BUT I WILL SAVE THAT TILL THE NEXT BLOG, NO SLEEP YET THINGS TO DO.
WELL I LOOK FORWARD TO CHATING WITH YOU ALL SOON.
BEST WISHES.
            &nb sp;                 

TTFN,  ROBERT.          
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You would think that moving away from a house that was definitely haunted, and moving in to a new one would ease  your mind a bit, not a chance, things couldn't have worked out any more for the worst.
the thing is, no matter where you move, if some demon- spirit- or- ghost has made any kind of connection with you and its strong, and it feels the need to not be left behind,, eventually it will catch up with you at some point.
i no this because its still happening to me and my family, and some of my friends to this day, and from my recollection its around 43 years I've had to suffer the sleepless nights and all the pains that come with just having it around.
we dont now this things name or what it wants, all we do now is that it thrives on you being down, unwell, or Evan if we are just arguing among ourselves it has its impute.
truth be told, we as a family have had a long and hard journey in trying to find ways of getting the most out of life without the interference of any kind of paranormal- supernatural anything.
we tried the priests more times than i can remember, it seemed like we had the local priest round for tea nearly every other day, we all said our prayers and at some point he would bless the re ses that mick and i she rd a double bed in.
we lived in a block of tenement in vicarfield street in Glasgow, next to govan docks.
the bed was in the kitchen and mum and dad slept in the front room.

i liked to sit and watch the cranes working, lifting and laying things, like giant robotic fingers
moving in the sky.
it was a saturday morning 6.30 or so. dad was home and in bed after a long shift only for about 15 mins, he was a manager at a bakers in  govan.
i was lying at the back of the bed looking out of the window over to the docks, mick was fast asleep.
the house was still.
then i could feel that it was getting just a bit to cold, so as i turned to lift the blankets over my shoulder, ther it was, looking right at me, a breath away from my face.
it was the most grotesque thing that you could have ever Sean, its face was long, longer than a mans, and just plain old demonic, i can see it as plain as day, that's the thing you need to under stand, it wasnt the witching hour, no dark room, this was at 6.30 on a summer's morning.
it was as if it was coming right out of the wall, all head and shoulders.
the sad faked is that i shot right out of the bed and never Evan stopped to wake mick up, i probably stood right on top of him to get out of bed anyway, and i never looked back, i ran into mum and dad's bed, right under the covers, dad had a bit of a time to get me to say what was up, and i eventually spilled the beans.
dad ran in and grabbed mick from the bed still sleeping, we sat for some time, or till dad said that it was OK to go back to bed, NO WAY was the first thing that popped in to my head, but dad was stubborn, but you have to question his judgment hear, was it that he never took me seriously or that he just needed his sleep well i leave that up to you, but if my sun had ran into the room in the state that i did he would be sleeping in the bed with me i can tell you..
well we got back into the bed just as quick as i got out of it, that's your dad for you.
no sooner had we got there when this picture appeared on the wall, it was a Sean of the back lanes to the tenements, i tell you no lies, you could see it all to clear, ther where the cobblestones on the ground and brick walls running up both sides of the lane, and once again ther it was standing at the top of this lane in the distance, then it just started to come right at us, it was fast very fast, no sooner had it moved then it was right out of the wall, with this tongue hanging right out of its head, bit like arms all mis shaped, and colors that you cant mix, it was so horrible. you can get a sense of it if you think of floyd's the wall video, where that teacher has that enlarged head, it was like that but far more deformed.   
that was the firs time we had Saw just what was tormenting our family all these years.
it was that angry that it De rd to show its self in broad daylight.
well we got out of the room in a flash.

we had no place to go, so wee stayed till something else came along, like i said the priests where called over and over, it never made much difference.
to the house or to the way we had to live in it.
eventually we got a new house right next to my grans, but never far enough.
i will get round to telling you about that to.

whats the moral of this story, dont think that- ghosts or spirits or anything supernatural just happen on a dark stormy night, look for the unusual in daylight conditions, hay what do i no, I'm just ordinary Joe blogs no one of importance, but i have seen just about every thing that this thing and others can accomplish.

be safe dont take chances, to be honest, dont do it if you dont have to.
ther are thing out ther that you just might not have the strength to start a fight with.
safe hunting.

TTFN, ROBERT.        




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HAVEING SOME DIFFS. SIT TIGHT.

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I was born in govan glasgow.
we mooved from street 2 street, house 2 house, only because some billdings had fallts from bombing during the 2nd w war and were thought to be unsafe, so we got decanted, a lot, and not allways to a bettre one.
at some point we mooved in with my gran till some repars were made on a house in vickar feeld st.
my gran lived on paislyroad west in a converted atic, 2 bedrooms, siting room, and a kitchen, ho , and an out side toilet on the starewell, cold.
well the house was not the most plesent  place to be living, a dark creepy hall that lead its way up to the kitchen at the verry top of the hall, no one ever just opend the frunt dore and just wallked up the hallway, never in a million years, you had to open the dore and shout to my gran or whoever was in the kitchen at the time to, open the kitchen dore 1st
to let the light floud into the hallway, and 2nd you can now see where you are just about to run to, and as fast as you could, it was like walkig throw the dores of a refrigeration truck,the only things that were missing were the carcases of animals haning on hooks from the hall celing, so,run you did, and you never looked back.
if you were unluckie you would feel someone try and grab at you, or just tuch you, even in a soft kind of way, or on the top of your head.  
well whatever way it liked to tuch you it was still terrifying, cold and clammy.
On my uncle jim's 28th birthday ther was a party as you do, no one gave it a thought about how cold the hall was or how dark it was, it was party time, anyway, ther were more spirit's in the kitchen than in the hall.
my aunt may got all the boys into the hall to take a photo of them, ther was jim. dad. joe. and john all the bruthers together and all standing with there backs to the front dore, may had a polaroid cam instamatick, so the photo was taken and sat with uthers, later when thay sat down to look at them  thay realised that there where 5 images in  the photo, as clear as day you could see that there was a woman standing at the front dore with a white croched shall that was just over hir right ear and held just under hir chin, you can see the stiching in the shall as well as you can see the expretion on hir face, witch i think is frightning.
thats when thay new what thay were deling with, some old dear that thought that she was still runing the show in my grans house, and she dident like it at all that gran lived there, and she made it clear to aney one that was in the house at the time, one time the stool just lifted from the flore and slide up the wall, looking at that now you could emadgen that someone had a big magnet at the uther side of the wall and was runing it up and down just to make it look like the stool was mooving , well there was no magnet i can ashore you, my mum started to put a roste into the oven,she was allmost pushed right into it, she burnt hir hands trying not to go head first.
my uncle jim was into billding radios, wireles sets, he had his workshop in the first bedroom, it was all set up for a job he was doing, but things were not right, he had set up a job before and cum back to it and thing were all messed up, so on this ocasion jim and dad got a reel 2 reel taperecorder and set it up in the room before thay went out to the pub for the night, those reels last fo ages, when thay got back the tape had run out and was still making that clik clik nois, jim ran it back 2 the begining,and thay sat tallking untill thay started to hear a faint muffeld voice, maybe ther was more than one?, anyway you could hear that someone was playing with the valvs and mutering away then you would hear "IT" start to sniger and laff at its sellf as it tryed to sabotage jims work.
I realy hated that house as a kid, but thers just one storry that i would like to tell you about that house.
jim gave his room up for my bruther and myself, he left his piano in the room in the alcove,
you had to work the pedels to get it to play, the dore would stick shut and then the hairs on the back of your neck started to crawl.
I was 4 mick was 5, and on this night mick started to screem his head of, i mean screem, it was in the am, no time, mick was siting upright on the bed looking right at the piano and screeming the yousuel things like, go away, and daaaaad, then he just stoped, 
it was like he had  bean struck dum, not a peep from him, his eyes started to moove round towards the dore as if sumthing or someone was aproching him, then this big cheery grin just took over his face, i cant see anyone or anything at all, but mick was beaming from end to end,then he pout his right hand out and opend his hand then he closed it, thats when the SAS burst in to the room  and not in the nick of time, dad asked mick what was up with him,
mick started to tell this storry about a man in the alcove siting on the piano he said that he was a bad man an evil looking man but its ok now,  what's ok asked my dad, it's ok now hes away, away where? asked my dad, it's ok  because  the lady chased him away, what laday, then mick started to describe the virgin marry to my dad, he said, she gave him sumthing, dad asked him what it was and he opend his hand , ther was nuthing thear , not that we could see, but as far as mick was concernd he had taken sumthing from a lady, My bruther mick is a grate artist, and is doing well selling his pantings all over the world, belave it or not, he has more of his paintings in the USA,semivally?,  anyway, we like to think that the lady gave him the gift of art, i got the gifft of the gab,lol.
well things seemd to get a bit brighter for a time but there was just that wee feeling that someting was go ing to hapen,latter thay gave my gran a new house just along the road and the place was eventualy knocked down , we got to live with some new horrors, in the house on vickarfeeld st, but i'll leav that for anuther time.
ther are menny things that have hapend to mysellf my famly and frends that i would like share with you, and at some point i hope that you will have a better understanding of how  hard its bean for the hole family to "never" be alone, even today we find that sumeone has got sumthing to talk to us about.
i look forward to your coments and i will respect every-ones opinion, good or bad.
ps.  i will post some more soon.

best wishes WHITELIGHT.


ps, sorry if ther are some spelling erors bunked off school that day.

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