Spooky Nightclub

When I was younger my mother ran and lived in a nightclub in Hull, East Yorkshire.

In 2003 when I was 21 years old, I went back to live with my mother and worked in this nightclub behind the bar. There were tales that this club used to be a mill where children worked and one gentleman customer told us that he could see a little girl running around and hiding behind furniture. Many of the employees were scared to stay late in the bar, etc.

The bar area was very old fashioned, it was on the second floor of the building and had a beamed roof. Just next to the bar was a pull out sofa bed. No one ever used it as a bed obviously but one night my best friend and I, not believing in spooky things decided to stay the night there.

All was fine until about 1.00 am when my friend received a booty call from her ex boyfriend and decided to go to him and left me there by myself. I was just drifting off to sleep when I felt footsteps along the floor as if someone was walking up to me, I looked up expecting to see my friend but nobody was there. Puzzled but dismissing it, I lay my head back down only for me to hear the sound of running footsteps and then an almighty crash.

I jumped up and looked over to where the sound had come from. A huge vase that was smack back in the middle of the three foot wide bar had been pushed over and had smashed on the floor. There was no way this could have fallen.

Needless to say, I grabbed my duvet and ran straight to my mum's apartment which was in a different part of the building.

My mother obviously didn't believe me but when we came down to the bar the next morning, all of the spirit bottles had been knocked off and were all smashed on the floor.

I never slept in that bar again.