My brother and i, plus our daughters, decided to have a weekend away in an olde worlde village staying in a 200yr old inn, whilst there, we saw a notice board with a ghost walk advertised on it, we thought it would be a bit of fun, and agreed to go on it.
When we turned up at the alloted time at the meeting place, which was in front of the old disused graveyard, we were surprised that no one else was there, I asked a young girl passing by if she knew anything about it, she told us it was only on a Friday night that the event took place, and this was Saturday evening, disappointed that we had missed it, we decided to go and have a couple of drinks for dutch courage and have our own ghost walk...
Feeling brave, probably because of the alcohol, we entered the graveyard, it felt peaceful, and not at all scary, my brother started taking photographs, they looked a bit eerie, but we didn't feel too worried, my brother then wandered off on his own taking snaps as he went. We could see the flash on his camera going off accross the graves, but couldn't see him, because the headstones were very high, some were over 7 foot tall.
Suddenly, he came running back to where we were standing, saying,"oh my god, look what I have captured", upon looking at the display screen on his camera, we could see several really bright orbs, one of them was enormous!
He asked us all to come with him while he took more snaps, after a bit of persuading we followed him to the other side of the graveyard where he carried on snapping, he again caught the enormous bright orb, we were looking at the image on his camera, when my daughter said "ohhh what's that" we all looked round, and saw what appeared to be three figures, wearing old fashioned clothing, they appeared to be shimmering, and were floating about a foot off the ground.
Although we were shocked, non of us really felt afraid, "take a photo of them" I said to my brother, but, to my disbelieif, he started to walk away, back towards the entrance, all he would say was "we have outstayed our welcome, come on,"
Once we reached the old pathway, he let us all go in front, telling us to be careful not to slip on the wet leaves that littered the ground, we were making our way out in silence, when my brother said in a loud voice, "it spoke to me, go" we all ran as fast as we could, once out of the graveyard, I asked him what he was playing at, telling us to take our time and be careful, then scaring us like that, he replied "ohh sis, as we passed the big oak tree, there was a voice right in my ear, a really nasty voice, it just said one word, (hoy) but it was a really deep menacing voice, it was horrible. I am sorry, but I simply said we needed to go back there because some thing behind me seemed to be telling me to get out, I didn't want to scare you three, that's why I simply said we had outstayed our welcome."
Since that night, we have joined a para investigation team, and have been back there a few times, I have some amazing photos that we have taken, and would love to upload them for others to see and maybe comment on.