Perhaps the ghost that I first encountered when my abilities were developing was a simple (but tetchy!) man named Fred. The specifics of how we met and became acquainted have sadly been lost in my memory.
Only very recently has Fred opened up and been willing to talk to me. His full name is Frederic Smith and he was a native of London, England. He had a younger sister named Margaret, but can't recall who his parents were or most of his childhood. He said that when he was about 18, he received "The Shilling." I didn't know what he meant, so I turned to Google. During King George's reign, young, unemployed men would be forced into joining the Royal Army. It was known as "Getting the King's Shilling." Fred said he didn't mind the service. It gave him something to do for a couple years, not to mention a steady paycheck.
He once mentioned he knew me in a past life through his sister. According to him, I was a prostitute named Rebecca. He claims he doesn't know any details about my life and gets very irritable when I ask.
Finally, Fred died in early autumn, probably around 1790. He was murdered in the back alley of a pub for his money (what little he had on him). He was about 35-40 years old.
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P.S. I'm not trying to criticize you but, did you even READ the story? It sounds to me like you just looked at his name and searched for him on Google. I could do WAY better than that. 😁