Tobacconist Spirit

I don't quite know if this story is as impressive as other stories here but I guess I'm just here to tell my story like the rest of you guys. It started on my first day in work, I worked in a small tobacconists on Church Lane, Belfast. The day started well with the previous owners showing us the ropes as part of the sale agreement with the new owner (my then boss). Around lunchtime I stood in a spot in the store, the store being a very small and dim lit room. Despite it being reasonably warm in the shop I felt an amazing shiver run right through me like I've never felt before, it was intense, but I didn't feel afraid at all, I left the room with a warm feeling inside me and a sense of well-being.

Around 2 hours later I explained what had happened to me to one of the previous owners. As soon as I'd finished my story he said, as calm and as collected as what he had been when I first met him "Oh, that'll be Miss Moran! She hung herself in the shop back in the 50's when she owned it." I was in shock, because I know what I had felt wasn't something that normally happens to you. He later went on to explain that he'd brought a medium in who had sensed a spirit in the room with him and even pointed out that there used to be a basement and that this was the scene for Miss Moran's suicidal demise.

About a month later when pulling up the old lino in the back store we came across the hatch leading to the basement. Although I had always felt at ease whenever I sensed Miss Moran I had a little knowledge that opening things that you shouldn't can lead to problems so I left the basement door closed.

I never shared my experiences with anybody at the time (the boss hated me and was never really there and my co-worker was afraid of the idea of having to work with a ghost) I tried talking to her whenever I sensed her near, although I never saw her she always let me know she was there through creaking floorboards or through knocking packets of pipe tobacco etc off the shelves (but not in a mischievous way you must understand)

One day as I worked alone, around 4:45pm (I remember this time as it was the time we cashed up) I heard a weeping, a woman, crying like she'd lost something or someone dear to her. This was about 7 months from when I had started the job so talking out loud to her was normal

But, over her crying, I told her not to be so sad and to think of the good times in her life. I rambled on for a few minutes, not realizing that she'd stopped. After this, I felt a warmness inside me that I doubt I'll ever experience again. I had such a feeling of happiness and love, basically just everything good rolled into one, I was awe-struck.

I left in July of 05 because of problems with my boss but I still miss the experiences that I had shared with Miss Moran.

In my profile I stated that I hadn't experienced any ghostly phenomena, mainly because there is a sense of embarrassment to it all. No one has ever believed me as they're all very skeptical people about ghosts in general but I have my memories. But after reading your stories I felt compelled to tell mine, now that I know I'm at ease with other like-minded individuals.

It's not a spectacular story but I'd hope it could change some people's opinions on ghosts and make them aware that they're not all spooks and ghouls like the movies and TV programmes portray them to be.

What I'd like to know is why she was so warm to me? Did I remind her of someone that she cared for in her lifetime? And why was this the case when I've read so often that if people come to an untimely death (suicide for example) or if they were emotionally unstable (which Miss Moran would have been to have committed suicide) that they are generally unsettling after death.

Thanks for taking the time to read my story, I hope you can express some of your opinions on this.