My friend Jenny and I were going to Cragdale Cottage, the most haunted house in the Country. I was petrified! ‘Don’t panic’ Jenny kept insisting, don’t panic? I’m scared to death.
Seeing Cragdale Cottage for the first time was even scarier. Still wide awake at 2.30am I saw a shadow outside the window, if I’m not mistaken that’s a person in a scream mask, WTH! The sounds when they started were enough to wake Jenny. ‘What’s that?’ she stammered, the sound got louder, she screamed a blood curdling scream that frightened me more than the person in the mask, ‘don’t panic Jenny’ I said stifling a laugh. She was having none of it, grabbing the car keys she ran screaming to the car, I just managed to jump in beside her before she sped off up the road. To this day she really thinks we stayed in a haunted cottage.