When I was 19, I worked in a very large mansion- that had been turned into offices and run by
the National Coal Board In Sheffield England. One lunch break I was heating soup in the
kitchen downstairs, and using the formal staircase which led up to my office, I was walking
slowly, carrying the bowl of hot soup. Ahead in front of me, was a lady with long, dark hair
styled in ringlets, and wearing a long full dark, green velvet gown. She was about four stairs
ahead of me - and at the top of the curved stairway, she turned sharp-left into my office. As I
followed her in, I looked up and she was no where in sight; just the four girls - my work mates
eating sandwiches at the large table. I asked them where the lady had gone, and they looked
at me as though I was mad! I told them the story, and we all laughed - as nothing sinister was
felt by any of us...it was puzzling; but I didn't really think too much more about it, other than to
tell my family when I got home from work. The next day arriving at work, everyone was talking
about the ghost that someone had seen at work the previous day. I was a bit scared, until I
realized that they were talking about MY sighting!! Then, I realized that it had been a ghost;
but it was not a creepy, or scary thing at all. Forty years have passed since that day, but I
can still see her face as she glanced back at me, and the beautiful gown she wore. I was
telling my niece this story a few years ago on a visit to Sheffield, and she told me that she
had heard that ghosts most often appear to girls in their twenties for some reason - they are
more open to admit them. She is a teacher and had several sightings herself. One in a very
old school house, that she had taken her class to. She didn't know it until later, but the lady
who she had a conversation with upstairs (and dressed in period costume), didn't really
exist!!
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