My Father's Visitor

This account happened to my dad, but (with his permission) I felt I had to share it. It terrified me to say the least!

Just over a year ago, my dad went on a trip to Scotland. I can't remember the name of the place he visited, but it was a beautiful manor beside a loch.

He had a room to himself, and everything was normal until the second night of his stay.

He went to bed. Hours later, he awoke to a strange clicking noise. For a while he lay there listening to it, like a double click, until it annoyed him enough that he switched on the lights and got out of bed.

My dad checked everything - the doors to the hallway and the en suite, the windows, the wardrobe doors. He then noticed that the clicking had stopped. He couldn't find anything that recreated the noise.

For a minute longer he stood in the middle of the room, waiting to see if the noise returned. It didn't.

It's worth noting at this point that by now my dad was wide awake, having searched his room for a while for the culprit, and also that he hadn't felt anything supernatural.

Defeated, he returned to bed.

He hadn't yet switched the lights off, the switches of which were beside his bed.

Rolling over onto his side, he'd thought he'd go back to sleep.

As soon as he rolled over, he felt someone behind him.

He's told me that it was an immediate feeling - as soon as he turned his back, all of his hair stood on end, and he felt prickles all over his back like static electricity.

He's said that he just knew there was something standing behind him.

Before he could react, he felt the bed tip down beneath someone's weight and an arm wrapped around him.

At this point, I think I would have died of fright. My dad, however, punched the arm of whatever was cuddling him and told it to 'get off!'

He's said that whatever it was immediately left him. He turned over, shocked beyond anything, but didn't see or feel anything afterwards. It was as if whatever had touched him had instantly vanished.

I've quizzed him on this a few times. He didn't feel any cold spots, nor did the arm that wrapped around him feel cold. The arm felt solid and human, and when he punched it -which I can't help but laught at, the thought of my dad punching a ghost - he said whatever he hit was solid, as if he'd punched someone else's arm.

My dad doesn't scare easily. And up until this experience, he hadn't believed in spirits. He's had things happen to him before, but after he'd tell me the stories I'd ask him, 'so, do you believe in ghosts?' He'd always say 'no, of course I don't'.

This was different, though. This was so real to him, and my dad isn't a liar and he doesn't get a kick out of scaring his daughter. He's commented before that he doesn't understand why I watch horror films and why I'd want to scare myself.

After the experience, he'd considered going down to reception and checking out. But, as the night went on, he calmed down and had a word with himself - he's said how could a fully grown adult man run downstairs in his underwear and leave the hotel because of a ghost?!

So he stayed for the duration of his trip, and nothing else remotely supernatural happened to him.

Side note - I picked my dad up in my car from the train station after his trip. Once we got home, we sat down with cups of tea and he recounted this experience for the first time. It terrified me, more so because I could feel how on edge my dad still was, days after the event.

When I went out in my car later that night, I hadn't reached far from home when the seatbelt light in my car started blinking and the alarm sounded. It meant that someone was in my car not wearing a seatbelt.

I checked my seatbelt as I drove and it was clicked fully in place. The light was still on, the alarm still warning me.

Confused and a little freaked out, I pulled over and switched on the interior lights. I checked all the empty seats, none of which had bags or anything on them, triggering weight sensors. All seatbelts were firmly in place.

Telling myself it was an error of the car, I continued on my journey. The seatbelt light switched off and the alarm stopped.

My car didn't malfunction like this before or after this one time.

I'd joked to my dad that he'd brought something back with him. Nothing supernatural has happened to him since.

I look forward to seeing what you think about my dad's ghostly visitor. Let me know if you want anything clarified.