My family and I lived in a property called Gladstone villa in the former mining town of Bargoed in the South Wales valleys throughout the 1970's. They were my mataernal grandparents of my mother as my father left us when I was just two years old.
My mother said it started off quietly in the attic soon after I was born. They heard a noise on the landing like someone jumping down onto it, when they went to see what it was they found the hatch was open!
It eventually occupied itself in the main bedroom which was my grandparent's room. We would hear things that simply defied rational explanation like footsteps, dragging sounds and the occasional loud bang, this would happen mostly in the evenings but sometimes it would happen during the day.
When my family and I would go upstairs to see what was going on, none of us could find anything to account for it. A family friend who would visit every evening didn't believe my family when they told her the place was haunted until she experienced it for herself.
She suggested the local press but my grandmother feared the ridicule...then the family friend said she knew of a medium she could contact.
When he arrived, he asked the family some questions before he started. When he started he challenged the spirit by knocking on the ceiling with a brush, it reacted straight away by knocking back at him!
The medium then went into a trance to try and make contact but failed to get a name, but he later confirmed that there was indeed a presence in the house and it was an earthbound spirit.
A priest also came to Gladstone villa and blessed the property, after he left it was quiet for a few short months, but it returned!
This time there was the odd sighting, though very rare! One day my mother went over to the sofa to get something and I saw her look to her left towards the hallway and I saw the experesion on her face as if she saw someone.
I didn't see anything as the door was open and it blocked the hall but my mother later said she saw the face of an elderly man looking into the front room, she said ''It was a face I've not seen before'' Sometimes we could hear it waiking about upstairs in the main bedroom and one of us would turn the TV down to hear it more clearly, my grandfather would try to point out exactly where it would be by saying ''He's by here'', He's by there now'' We also had some miner poltergeist activity.
I can remember electrical cables being pulled and one day my grandfather came down stairs with a broken bottle, he said he walked into the bedroom and it was thrown at him, just missing him!
It got so bad that we slept down stairs with the lights on. We had the ghost for so long that my grandmother gave him a nick name, she called him Johnny!
We moved from Gladstone villa in June 1978 when two local business men bought the property, it was eventually converted into a small hotel and the name was changed to ''Redz parc hotel'' I had my 40th bithday there in August 2009 and the female staff told me about the ghost before I did, then I told them who I was.
They told me of their own experiences, Johnny is still there! What I have said here is the actual truth and I would have nothing to gain by lying, I wouldn't say this if I couldn't possibly back it up! I challenge any sceptic to stay the night there, they will most certainly without doubt question their belief system! Ask for room 5.
Story Credit: Andrew. South Wales, UK.