The Nightmare Dove
The story that your going to read is based on true events. A Ghost story that was told by a wonderful woman. For personal reasons the names has been changed apart from mine and My Great Grandmother's which I am going to keep. This story isn't only spine chilling, but it is also heartbreaking. And for those who still wants to read it, you have been warned. For the first time ever, I am going to share one of many Ghost Stories that I've been told in the past. Ladies and Gentlemen, this is The Nightmare Dove....
(Seen through my eyes)
It was on a warm late Thursday afternoon. It was July 2002. Great Nanny sits in the one arm chair in my living room with a cup of tea watching an old black and white film, whilst my mother started to prepare dinner for that night. As I sat there watching the film, I began to get bored. I wanted to do something fun, something that would stop this horried boredom. "Tell me a Ghost Story Nan" I said, as I sat up and faced her.
She placed her cup of tea back down and replied "I don't think so! Your mother keeps telling me off because she thinks that your scared of them."
"Me? Scared? Never! I want to listen Nan. Come on! You have millions of Ghost Stories that you've lived in the past. Surely you have another one to share?" I questioned, as I kept bugging her.
I got up and sat on the arm of the chair waiting for a reply. "There is one story that I weren't going to tell. Will it be right to tell you? No! Enough Nick! Stop bugging me!" She said, as she continued to watch the telly.
I knew something wasn't right. She would have started to tell me or she would have come up with the idea herself. What was she hiding? "What are you scared of?" I asked.
"You want to hear it? Will you blame me if you get upset?"
"What will I get upset about?" I replied.
She nodded her head and said "Okay, I will tell you under one condition."
"What's that?" I asked, as I got up from the arm chair and got a fold out chair and sat in front of her.
"I want you to share it. I want you to write my story in the future. But take no fee Nick! Share it for free and help others."
"But I'm not a writer Nan. I don't write."
She looked at me and smiled. "I'm not silly Nick, I've seen your notepad!"
My face dropped and I took a deep breath. "Okay. Tell me the story and I will write it. And I will lock it up, and I will share it when the time is right." I said, as I started to pay attention.
"This is the story of The Nightmare Dove. The story when I saw the baby...."
(Seen through Nan's eyes)
It was June 1997 and I was all on my own in the kitchen, pouring myself a nice glass of Brandy. It was about half 8 in the evening. Your mother and your two aunties were pregnant, all at the same time. I got up from the kitchen table and started to walk to the living room, but something was there with me. I felt it. I turned around in the hallway and I tried to see if I could see or hear anything. But it was hiding. I turned back around to go to the living room then all of a sudden a door in the hallway slammed shut. It made me jump a little, but I choose to ignore it. I sat down and switched the telly on and turned it up to the max. Even though the telly was on loud, I started to hear a baby's cry coming from the hallway, so I switched the telly off and turned around and looked towards the door, and notice a figure standing in the corner. "What do you want?" I asked, as I put my brandy down onto the table in front of me.
The figure didn't say anything. As I got up slowly and looked back into the corner, it disappered. The noise of a baby's cry continued to get louder and louder. I walked out of the living room and slowly started to walk down the hallway, hoping to see something. "If your here for my help, then you must help yourself first. Show yourself. Don't be afraid." I said, as I wanted them to feel peace.
I stood by the front door to see if the noise was coming from outside. But it wasn't, I heard it again behind me. The sound of a child's footsteps walking about. I turned around and saw a figure of a young girl running into the living room. "Stop!" I shouted, as I followed her into the room.
She was gone as soon as I entered the room. I rubbed my forehead and picked up my glass of Brandy and downed it all in one. I felt so worn out and tired, I decided to get ready for bed.
As I finally got dressed for bed, I switched all the lights off and locked the front door. Some people wouldn't sleep if they seen or heard what I've witness, but I'm used to it. I finally got into bed and went to sleep.
I woke up and turned to look at the clock and notice it was about 3.00 in the morning. It might have been hot outside but in my room, it was stone cold. I knew something was in there with me so I sat up and saw something floating at the end of my bed. It was a pure white dove just floating there. But then it turned into something more heartbreaking and more painful. The dove turned into a baby wrapped around a white blanket floating in front of me. The light was so bright around the baby I struggled at first to see what it was. The baby didn't even move, it was lifeless. I couldn't ignore this, not when there's a baby involved. So I sat up and carried on looking at it. Tears were rolling down my eyes as I carried on looking at it. It was dead, but it looked like it was just sleeping. I didn't know what sex it was, all I saw was the top half whilst the bottom half was covered around this pure white blanket. I then told it to go away and leave me be! It was strange because the spirit did exactly what I told it to do and as much as this bit is going to sound nuts, but the spirit turned into a dove and disappeared straight afterwards! It was the most heartbreaking thing that I've witness Nicholas. I didn't sleep that night, I stayed awake and sat in my kitchen listening to the birds singing and the cars driving by down my road. That was the night that I do not want to witness ever again!
(Seen through my eyes)
I sat there in shock by what I've just heard. It was was amazing how much of a small story can be so shocking and heartbreaking. "Nan? Who's baby was it?"
She looked at me and said the words that will always haunt for the rest of my life. She said "Two months after that happened, your aunt lost a baby...."
I sat back and took a deep breath. I remember that day like it was yesterday, I remember coming across a picture by accident of the baby that passed. "And you kept that in all this time. Why? I mean why do you call it the Nightmare Dove?"
"That's exactly what it is Nicholas. Is a nightmare for any parent to lose a child. And like just a baby, doves are beautiful creatures. I weren't going to tell you this story, but I'm glad that I did. When someone loses a child, is like the end of the world for them. However, as painful as it is, there will always be someone on the other side who will take care of them no matter what. Like I said, write it and share it when the time is right, but take no fee!"
I nodded softly, I couldn't say anything because I was lost for words!
"Nan, the cab is outside for you?" My mum shouted, as she carried my Nan's bags out for her.
My Nan got up, placed her light blue jacket around her and said "Before I go sweetheart just remember this, share it when your ready and keep on writing because one day in the future, it will bring you joy and your dream will finally be achieved. See you soon love."
I simply turned around and replied "Thanks Nan. See you soon. Love you loads."
That was the last ever Ghost Story that my Nan ever told me. Two years later she died. And I am a man of my word and there isn't really a good time to share this sort of story, but I have now. Some people will hate me for this, some people will call me bonkers, but I really don't care. I'm keeping a promise to my Great Grandmother. You see, you might sit here and say that my Nan was crazy, but that's up to you. I know she wasn't and I know that everything that she told me really did happen. Trust me, is hard to explain but I know she was the telling the truth....