Sidcot Quaker School

Straight Up Ghosts, Thin Places


2010 (APPROX.)

I was in teacher training here and lived with five others in an old house in the grounds. It was completely alone and there were no lights visible at night, and no noises other than for a huge old spooky tree.
Everyone in the house had got the heebie-jeebies at some point while alone in the house, but it came to a head when we were all sitting at the dinner table, all accounted for, and we all heard the sound of small, fast footsteps run down the hallway over our heads.

Submitted by JH

Story Collected by Khoops, Liminal Ambassador