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Story AIn the many types of the ghost story that exist, there is one type of ghost that could be descriped as a road or waysideghost. There are shadowy forms sometimes half-seen wandering by the side of the road as you drive along a road late on a dark night.
Maybe you slow down, wondering if you should offer a lift to the lonely pedestrian who obviously has a long way to go on this quiet road. But if you stop the car, or look back, the road is empty.
Puzzled and perhaps a little worried, you drive on.
If this has happened to you, you have probably met one of the many ghostly walkers that make mysterious jurneys along Britains country roads.
Where do they come from, and where do they go?
Nobody knows, but they are always unexpected.
Some seem to be shadows, but others are more alarming and possibly dangerous. Sometimes one of these wayside figures rush across the road, usually at night,, just as a motorist is approaching. Sometimes there is a bump, and the shocked driver pulls up, convinced he has knocked over a pedestrian. The story is always the same when the driver gets out, however hard he hunts around , there is no injured body lying there in the road and no sign od damage to the car.
Story BOne old wayside inn in Hertfordshire apparently has customers who came back centuries after they should be dead.
A letter in a local magazine told how a traveler gad seen a coach and horses outside the inn on three occasions. On each occasion, a man dressed in old-fashined clothes and a three-cornered hat, had helped a lady in grey down from the coach.
They Crossed the road and disappeared into the inn.
Older ghost also haunt the area . The Romans were in the Hertfordshire for centuries and some of them still are, if various sightings are to be believed! A local resident was returning to St Albans by car not long ago. It was a cold, misty November night, and she was surprised to hear the sound of marching feet, and a noise of banging metal. TO her astonishment, the cars headlights lit up a marching column of Roman legionaries , led by a soldier carrying a flag. The others with her in the car heard the sounds but saw noting.
Another friend Who lived nearby told me about the night he took his dog for a late run before bedtime. He sat down on the grass, smoking his pipe while the dog ran around. Suddenly he heard the sound of marching feet and mens voices talking. He turned and saw a troop of Roman soldiers approaching the moonlight shining on their armour. As he watched in amazement, the marched past him and on into the mist
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