True Ghost Stories: Jim Harold's Campfire 2 by Harold Jim

Author:Harold, Jim [Harold, Jim]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Tags: Ghost Stories, Paranormal, True Ghost Stories, Horror
Publisher: Jim Harold Media, LLC.
Published: 2013-09-16T04:00:00+00:00

-Steve, Australia

32. Would You Like Fries with Your Time Travel?

This happened on a very bright, sunny Saturday afternoon, in Bowden, which is a town where I grew up, near Manchester in Northwest England. On this particular day, I’d gone up into the town to do some shopping with my mother, which I did every week. We were waiting for the bus to take us home, and it was bustling with people, absolutely hundreds of people everywhere. As we were waiting at the bus stop, I asked, “Can I go across the road to McDonald’s?” It had only just opened in Bowden and it was quite a big deal for us, the kids at school were really excited about it. I said to her, “Please, can I just go over there and get a strawberry milkshake?” I had this fascination with them and thought they were the best thing ever.

After a little bit of persuasion, my mum said, “All right then, go ahead. Cross the road.” It was just across the road, and she could see it from the bus stop. She said, “Hurry up, because you’re going to miss the bus and I don’t want to wait another half an hour.” So, off I went to the McDonald’s. I got my milkshake and came out of the McDonald’s. I stepped into the road. I was messing around with the lid on the cup and trying to get the straw through the little hole in the top. Out of nowhere, in the middle of the road, I bumped into a man. Now, at first I thought, well, I’ve not watched what I was doing, you know, I wasn’t paying attention. I stood back and looked up, but this man that I bumped into wasn’t there before. He just appeared out of nowhere right in front of me and I hit him head on. So much so, that I actually hurt my nose. It was like walking into cold steel, that’s all I can describe it as. I stood back and I looked up at him. I just went cold as he appeared incredibly out of place. He was an elderly gentleman maybe in his late 60’s, early 70’s. He was very slim and very tall. I mean, I was only eleven, but he was a lot taller than my dad was. He was about six foot something, I would have said. He was dressed just like a Victorian undertaker, completely in black from head to foot. He had a black frock coat, black trousers, and he had black gloves. I couldn’t see what he was wearing underneath the jacket, but it looked as though it was either a black scarf or some kind of silk cravat or something like that. It was buttoned up to the neck. It was a really hot summer’s day, in the middle of Bowden Town Centre, and he would have stuck out like a sore thumb.

I stood back and I apologized to him and said, “I’m really sorry.

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