This paranormal experience happened to me a few months back. I’m sixteen years old and live on the outskirts of a nice little village in the kentish countryside of Britain. My village has quite allot of history too it as well as a few ghost stories. One Saturday night I went drinking down the old working mans club with a few of my friends. Let alone i’m only sixteen and all my other friends are a bit older I still got served drinks but then again I do look about eighteen.
Anyway after a few hours of drinking It was getting rather late so I decided it was time for me to go home. I said goodbye to all of my friends and headed home.