I am trying to recall, a ghostly apparition I once saw.
My brother and I were exploring one day, an old cottage that had been left to rot away. It had no windows and no doors, which made it easy for us to access and explore.
It was a clear, sunny day, the birds were in full song and children were out to play. I must have been about six, when I watched a young girl of a ghostly appearance, walk through a wall of bricks.
My brother had left me on my own, whilst he was roaming up the stairs. I had gone into the Kitchen, taking a break I sat upon a chair.
I had been there for just five minutes when the apparition appeared. Through the bricks the young ghost transitioned, to follow would be an impossible mission. It was over in a flash, the apparition made a dash and just as suddenly disappeared.
I was not in fear and I ran to fetch my brother, see if we could entice the ghost to appear again. Alas, my brother didn’t believe in ghosts and said I was insane.
At half-past three, after having afternoon tea, I returned, with cake, which I had taken from my plate. It was a delicious cherry bake, that my Mother had baked.
The friendly ghost appeared again, this time she talked. Over slices of delicious cake, that my mum had baked that day, we talked about her tragedy and she invited me for a walk.
We appeared to walk around in circles for a while before finding ourselves down by the lake.
"I had heard a story once upon a time, of a young girl who had fallen into the lake, her life had been taken, indeed forsaken at such an early age. This girl I heard had been playing hide and seek by the lake and tracking her brothers. She lost her footing and fell in, the young girl, unfortunately, could not swim. Her brothers ran quickly to fetch their Mum and Dad, but it ended in tragedy and was all very sad".
This young apparition began to tell me a story, about a young girl who fell into the lake and now after many years was lonely and in need of a friend. She asked if I would join her but of course, it would mean my life on earth would end.
I felt very sorry for the young ghost lost and all alone but knew that I could not forsake, my Brother, my Mum and Dad and indeed Mum’s delicious cherry bake.
I never saw the ghost again although I went back many times. I hope she has found happiness on the other side without committing any crimes.