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Added August 2, 2002
A Spirit Named "Fred"Rate this encounter: Collette, Manchester, United Kingdom, 2000 and 2001 misscollyflower@aol.comMy brother moved into his house which was built on an old school field. During the second world war, this field was occupied by air raid shelters. The houses in this neighborhood were built in the late 1990's. While staying at my brother's house with my daughter who was two-years-old at the time, she asked me who that man was standing on the open plan staircase. I knew that we were alone in the house at the time and I could not see anyone standing there. This really spooked me but I forgot about it until a couple of months later when our second encounter happened. My daughter and I had just got into bed (she was sleeping in my bed) when she said, "Look mummy, there is that man again," and pointed to the closed bedroom door -- again there was nobody there. Then on another occasion a year or so later we were staying again in the same room and were just getting ready for bed when there was a knock on the bedroom door. I thought that it was my brother and told him to wait a second while I got ready, but when I opened the door there was no one there, and my brother was downstairs in the kitchen and had not knocked on the door. We know that this is a friendly spirit as we do not feel uncomfortable and we have nicknamed him Fred.
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