Lady in White 2

The following morning I went up to the owner of the house and told him what happened. Firstly I thought he would be sceptical and would think what moronic and dubious thing had possessed me. Oh contraire! He was the complete opposite. He started telling me a story about a young Irish woman whose husband was sent off to Iceland during the Second World War. Every night she would stroll along the beach awaiting her husband’s arrival, until one fateful night she received some appalling news that her husband was killed by a German Air raid. After receiving the news she went completely ballistic and ended up committing suicide by drowning in the open water. From then on, every night for the past eighty years the ghost of the young woman is said to be seen strolling along the beach exactly what she did when she was alive eight decades earlier.

Before, if anyone would say the word “ghost”, I would automatically disagree with them as I thought that there was no such thing. I was a sceptic. I believed in science, not any of this gibberish and nonsense. However that one night completely changed my views on spirits and the paranormal world. After being told that story I felt...embarrassed. I could feel the blood rushing to my ears and my cheeks, I could feel them getting hotter and hotter and hotter. I felt uneasy, almost sick. I found it hard to breathe. I walked onto the balcony and undid the top button of my shirt, and took in a few deep breaths. I closed my eyes and the only thing I could see was the eerie figure of the woman on the beach. I knew I had to get out of the house; I booked a taxi to take me back to Dublin. As I jumped onto the taxi we drove away towards the east. I turned back to catch a last glimpse of the house...there it stood in its splendour. I kept staring at it until it slowly disappeared behind the hills. I closed my eyes before turning back around...and that same picture bombarded my thoughts. A few hours had gone by and my thoughts had finally turned towards the return journey. I turned and peered out of the window. Again...nothing but fields; however I drew attention towards the field to my right. It was colossal...it spread out till the horizon. I sat more comfortably and stared at the field. Slowly and slowly I drifted to sleep...unbeknown I was to suffer a similar ordeal....