“I managed to turn over a bit to free my face. Then, at 3 am, “I woke up face down in my pillow with such an enormous force pressing into me,” recalls Rebecca.

But that proved merely the prelude to the main event.Īfter playing board games, everyone went to bed, with Rebecca sharing a twin room with a friend. Taps turned on and off in an empty bathroom, and an old-fashioned heavy door latch moved up and down as Rebecca and her friend watched, astonished. Strange events began almost as soon as the group got settled into the beautiful old home. “As soon as I arrived I felt an overwhelming negative energy about the house,” says Rebecca, host of The Healthy Gut podcast, who was my recent guest on The Ghost Files podcast. When Rebecca Coomes wrote to tell me about a haunting she experienced during a long weekend away in Bath, Karina's curiosity was piqued. Your browser does not support the audio element. Tune into The Ghost Files podcast for the full story. Here at last was the sign Michelle wanted, but it wouldn’t be the only time her mother communicated. Upon waking, Michelle went straight to the kitchen window – and gasped. Looking closely, she realised it was the painted rock from her window sill. There was something on the ground, and Michelle understood she was to take note of it.

One night, she put out a desperate plea: “Please mum, if you’re there, please just send me a sign.” That night, she dreamt she was standing outside a cordoned-off area which she knew to be some kind of memorial for her mum.

When three months passed without any sign, Michelle felt stricken by doubt, panic and grief. “Mum and I shared a strong belief in the spirit world and the continuance of the soul/consciousness after physical death, so I was satisfied, at the time of her passing, that I would ‘hear’ from her again,” explains Michelle, who recently shared her story with me on The Ghost Files podcast. That moment came after Michelle’s beloved mother passed away in 2012. “It stayed on the kitchen window sill for at least two years before I realised what a treasure it actually was.” “One in particular, a large shiny one that she painted, she had me place on the kitchen window sill,” remembers Michelle. When Michelle’s daughter was in pre-school, she would obsessively collect rocks.

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