Audio Short Ghost Stories
Here are a list of short Ghost Stories in Audio format so you may choose one to listen to and close your eyes to hear the creepy tale unfold.
I have my favourites and I'm sure you will have yours when you hear them.
Here are a list of short Ghost Stories in Audio format so you may choose one to listen to and close your eyes to hear the creepy tale unfold.
I have my favourites and I'm sure you will have yours when you hear them.
My second ghost story also happened in Southern Ireland.
After our stay at Castle Ross in County Meath ended on Friday morning we had the rest of the day to travel down to County Cork in the South West corner of Ireland.
Castle Townsend - Our room was on the right top floor
We had booked a stay at Castle Townsend for 5 days arriving on the Friday and leaving on the Wednesday. Our bedroom was situated in the right tower overlooking the inlet.
This story is close to home because it was myself that experienced it first hand.
It happened back in 2007 when my wife and I went on holiday to Southern Ireland. We booked a stay at Ross Castle in County Meath for 5 nights on the top floor of the keep. The castle itself consists of the old square keep with an annexe to the side connected by a glass, stone and wood foyer.
We arrived on a Sunday afternoon to a deserted castle and parked the car just outside of the keep as you can see from the photo below.
Although not strictly a Ghost Story as such, I do not have a category I can place this in for now so it will have to share the Ghost story section.
Taken from 'Glimpses of our Ancestors', 1883. C.Fleet.
Sussex was, as with most counties in England, subject to a period in our history that was at best misguided, and at worst, downright cruel. I speak of the times of Witchcraft and how, at a certain point in our history, it could mean death for any poor person accused of such deeds. Those souls, some of which were no more than herbalists of the time, country folk with great knowledge of all things healing, and people who preferred to live alone in solitude with few friends for company, became victims of horrendous crimes carried out in the name of the church, the government and the will of the people.
It must be said though, that at this time, education was pretty much non-existent, except for those born into nobility, religious service and a few self-educated persons, most folk were very superstitious and wary of strangers especially of those who lived on the fringe of their lives. This lack of education and fear of the dark was a main reason of the witch hunts that prevailed throughout the British Isles and beyond. Supported by Noted dignataries and the backing of the church, it became a driving force to be feared by all who lived during these years.
The following excerpt I found interesting and wanted to place it online for you to read. I hope you enjoy it......
WE need hardly remind our readers that, in the 17th century, the most enlightened men believed in witchcraft, and that Judges like Sir Matthew Hale sent poor old women accused of dealing with his Satanic Majesty to the stake. It is not, therefore, to be wondered at that country Justices fell into the same delusion; it was a part of the religion of the day.
Sussex was never the scene of such wholesale witch-drownings and burnings as disgraced Lancashire and some other counties ; the infamous witch-finder, Hopkins, did not travel so far south. But that, if he had done so, he would have found the soil ready for him may be judged by the curious narrative contained in the MS. collections relating to Sussex, left by the Rev. W. Hayley, rector of Brightling, to the British Museum. The date of the incidents referred to is supposed to be about 1662. We give it verbalim el literatim :—
IT will be news to all but a few people that Brighton is the scene of an extra-ordinary and well authenticated ghost story. It is a story of a prim house, exactly like its neighbours in a prosaic street ; of a grim apparition ; of noises, strange and even terrifying ; and of a dramatic, and apparently effective, exorcism, with candle, bell and book in the most approved medieval manner.
It is altogether a curious, and in some ways a disturbing story.
The teller of it started with the disadvantage that, as it was a true story, concerning a house rated, rented and inhabited, and about local people , reticence has to be observed about names and addresses.