*Ok so I know it wasn’t a ghost. They don’t exist. I was probably dreaming. But fuck me, I was terrified.
14 weeks pregnant and exhausted. I’m asleep by 7.30pm.
Woke with a a start and I sweat to God there was a man standing by my bed. Solid white but sort of see through. Like a little podgy old man.
I’ve never moved so fast in my life, shit out of bed and screamed for Dh downstairs. He came running and I was shaking for ages.
Sat with with a cup of tea now feeling like a twat.