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October 2004 – Story
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Adelaide
Australia Ghost
by Ben Tombs
A couple of years ago, whilst on holiday from Melbourne, I was staying at my friend Dave's house in the Adelaide suburb of Kensington. At the time, he was living with a female flatmate named Joanne, whom I hadn't met. I arrived in Adelaide on a Saturday and Dave and I had a BBQ and some beers on Saturday night before calling it quits about midnight.
On the Sunday morning, I was using the bathroom (as you do first thing in the morning!). When I opened the door to leave, a girl in her mid-20s with brunette hair dressed in fashionable clothing was standing there, obviously waiting to use the bathroom. We exchanged "good mornings," and as our paths crossed, I thought I should introduce myself to her as she was obviously Joanne, Dave's flatmate. I did this and was rewarded with a smile as she went into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. I thought it a bit odd that she didn't introduce herself, but put it down to more pressing needs in the bathroom!
I went into the kitchen where Dave was looking through the fridge. I told him that I had just met Joanne outside the bathroom and she seemed like a nice girl. Dave told me to stop being stupid as Joanne was in London on business and wouldn't be back for two weeks!
"Then who is the girl in the bathroom?" I asked. Dave said that there couldn't be a girl in the bathroom as we were the only two in the house.
We went back to the bathroom and could hear the shower running and a girl's voice singing softly to herself. The look on Dave's face told me that this was definitely not meant to be happening! As one we burst into the bathroom, which was completely empty, but the shower was going, the mirrors were fogged up and we could smell "Impulse" (a popular Australian women's deodorant). The rest of the house was also empty. I asked Dave if he had a photo of Joanne. He showed me one. A very attractive, but completely different blonde-haired girl!
Dave and I just stared at each other for a long time!
A week later, I was back in Melbourne and Dave e-mailed me. Joanne was back from England early because her cousin had been killed in a car smash the Saturday night that I was in Adelaide. He attached a photo of her from the paper – and sure enough, it was the girl I saw going into the bathroom!
I went to Adelaide for
the funeral... and to help Dave move out of the house.
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