Diary for my daughter 31.10.2021 + Halloween Stories 🎃

 

Hello My spooky penguin 🐧!!! Tata here!!!! 

Hope you're well and you're scare you mummy today !!! 🙃

Tata is fine !!! I still breathing 😊 ! I've been to the gym today as again didn't have so many calls I rest myself! A lot of people are outside whit a lot of costumes... as I promise you today because is Halloween 🎃 I will tell you some horror stories... ready or not ... here we go 😊 ...

 1. How I was to have an accident 

I was driving home on A10 ... quiet , just me on the lane , listen music quietly and was Perfect by Ed Sheeran , I one second I was scared because my car system started to play Thunderstruck by AC/DC and the volume was going on the maximum 😳 . I didn’t realised what was happened, but I was nearly to fall asleep at that woke me up . I don't have any logical explanation for that ... the song wasn't in my playlist ... and I can't explain . I was feeling easy for a moment,  after I put the volume down and everything was coming back to normal . So ... somehow whole the think save me to not fall asleep. 

 2. Borley Rectory 

 

Borley Rectory was constructed on Hall Road near Borley Church by the Reverend Henry Dawson Ellis Bull in 1862; he moved in a year after being named rector of the parish. The house replaced an earlier rectory on the site that had been destroyed by fire in 1841. It was eventually enlarged by the addition of a wing to house Bull's family of fourteen children.

The nearby church, the nave of which may date from the 12th century, serves a scattered rural community of three hamlets that make up the parish. There are several substantial farmhouses and the fragmentary remains of Borley Hall, once the seat of the Waldegrave family. Ghost hunters quote the legend of a Benedictine monastery supposedly built in this area in about 1362, according to which a monk from the monastery conducted a relationship with a nun from a nearby convent. After their affair was discovered, the monk was executed and the nun reportedly bricked up alive in the convent walls. It was confirmed in 1938 that this legend had no historical basis known and could seemed to have been fabricated by the rector's children to romanticise their Gothic-style red-brick rectory. The story of the walling up of the nun may have come from Rider Haggard's novel Montezuma's Daughter (1893) or Walter Scott's epic poem Marmion (1808).

The first paranormal events reportedly occurred in about 1863, since a few locals later remembered having heard unexplained footsteps within the house at about that time. On 28 July 1900, four daughters of the rector, Henry Dawson Ellis Bull, saw what they thought was the ghost of a nun at twilight, about 40 yards (37 m) from the house; they tried to talk to it, but it disappeared as they got closer. The local organist, Ernest Ambrose later said that the family at the rectory were "very convinced that they had seen an apparition on several occasions". Various people claimed to have witnessed a variety of puzzling incidents, such as a phantom coach driven by two headless horsemen, during the next four decades. Bull died in 1892 and his son, the Reverend Henry ("Harry") Foyster Bull, took over the living.

On 9 June 1927, Harry Bull died and the rectory again became vacant. In the following year, on the second day October, the Reverend Guy Eric Smith and his wife moved into the house. Soon after moving in, Smith's wife, while cleaning out a cupboard, came across a brown paper package containing the skull of a young woman. Shortly after, the family reported a variety of incidents including the sounds of servant bells ringing despite their being disconnected, lights appearing in windows and unexplained footsteps. In addition, Smith's wife believed she saw a horse-drawn carriage at night. The Smiths contacted the Daily Mirror asking to be put in touch with the Society for Psychical Research (SPR). On 10 June 1929 the newspaper sent a reporter, who promptly wrote the first in a series of articles detailing the mysteries of Borley. The paper also arranged for Harry Price, a paranormal researcher, to make his first visit to the house. He arrived on 12 June and immediately phenomena of a new kind appeared, such as the throwing of stones, a vase and other objects. "Spirit messages" were tapped out from the frame of a mirror. As soon as Price left, these ceased. Smith's wife later maintained that she already suspected Price, an expert conjurer, of falsifying the phenomena.

The Smiths left Borley on 14 July 1929 and the parish had some difficulty in finding a replacement. The following year the Reverend Lionel Algernon Foyster (1878–1945), a first cousin of the Bulls, and his wife Marianne (née Mary Anne Emily Rebecca Shaw) (1899–1992) moved into the rectory with their adopted daughter Adelaide, on 16 October 1930. Lionel Foyster wrote an account of various strange incidents that occurred between the time the Foysters moved in and October 1935, which was sent to Harry Price. These included bell-ringing, windows shattering, throwing of stones and bottles, wall-writing and the locking of their daughter in a room with no key. Marianne Foyster reported to her husband a whole range of poltergeist phenomena that included her being thrown from her bed. On one occasion, Adelaide was attacked by "something horrible". Foyster tried twice to conduct an exorcism, but his efforts were fruitless; in the middle of the first exorcism, he was struck in the shoulder by a fist-size stone. Because of the publicity in the Daily Mirror, these incidents attracted the attention of several psychic researchers, who after investigation were unanimous in suspecting that they were caused, consciously or unconsciously, by Marianne Foyster. She later said that she felt that some of the incidents were caused by her husband in concert with one of the psychic researchers, but other events appeared to her to be genuine paranormal phenomena.

She later admitted that she was having a sexual relationship with the lodger, Frank Pearless, and that she used paranormal explanations, to cover up her liaisons.

The Foysters left Borley in October 1935 as a result of Lionel Foyster's ill health.

 3. Cold Christmas Church 

 

Halloween may have been and gone this year but we all love a spooky story.

Lying in east Hertfordshire is actually what some say Britain's most haunted church which has some wild tales about it.

St Mary's Church, nicknamed Cold Christmas Church, is found close to the village of Thundridge near Ware, and supposedly years ago children here froze to their deaths and now haunt the remains of the building.

Keen ghost hunters regularly visit to see if they can catch a fright and reports of children moaning have been made.

The original village of Thundridge was actually about half-a-mile to the east of the current village and close to the River Rib.

The village name derives from an Old English word which means 'ridge belonging to the god Thunor or Thor'.

There was a grand house build called Thundridgebury which was built during the reign of the infamous King Henry VIII and the last ever inhabitants were the Hollingsworth family.

Unfortunately, the house was demolished in the mid-19th Century as was part of the church, known as St Mary's Church, which dates back to 1086.

The church tower was found to be in an unsafe state at the time and it was recommended that the spire and as many as the walls as possible were taken down.

People were also warned not to use the church bells anymore in case it led to the whole building falling down.

Today the remains of the church still lie there as does its graveyard and the 15th-century church bell. It can be passed on many nice walks in the area but if you've heard the ghostly stories you may want to avoid it.

It's important to note that access to the church is now no longer allowed to help preserve any buried archaeological remains.

The original St Mary's Church dates back to medieval times when monks and religious men were strong in force.

Medieval churches were typically built on an east/west alignment but rumours suggest St Mary's Church was actually built on a north/south alignment which is a sign of the devil.

The alignment of churches in these times was incredibly important and it was normally a rule that churches should be built in this way.

It's believed that the first Christians prayed facing east and this soon became the norm.

It's now thought this misalignment has led to some very unfortunate events at the church over the years.

As well as this it reportedly became a focus point for witches and devil worshippers hundreds of years ago which many claim is the reason why part of the site was demolished in the first place and not about safety reasons.

The church has been given the name Cold Christmas Church due to the horrifically cold winters that used to wash over the area hundreds of years ago.

The most ghostly story that now sits in the minds of those who visit Cold Christmas Church is that of when tens of children perished during one of these cold snaps decades ago.

These local children were all buried in the church graveyard which still remains today and now they haunt the church.

Over the years ghost hunters have heard children moaning and crying in the church or even claimed to have seen the apparitions standing there right in front of them.

It's unknown whether the story of these children is real but it'll still send shivers up your spine when you're standing there looking at the church from nearby.

A recent and notable story from 1978 about the church is regularly discussed by ghost hunters.

A woman during this year was apparently walking through the grounds of the church enjoying the sites and history.

While she walked she was allegedly soon alerted to a huge army of ghosts that marched straight through the door of the tower.

Horrifyingly the army then marched straight through the woman and naturally, she was completely shaken up.

That three stories are my present for you for this Halloween. 

Hope you are spooky and you will not listen your mum today :) 

I love you infinite my little penguin 🐧!!!

Miss you and your mum more than anything!!!

I'm so sorry because I can't be there whit you to scary you today . Please forgive me!!!

I will write you tommorow again!!

Happy Halloween to all who read this Diary !!!