I Mary When I was in my 20’s I lived with my husband Arthur and my 2 sons Phillip and Anthony in a house in Cheetham Hill called Roach house in the 70’s but the moment I first walked into the house I knew something wasn’t quite right about the house It started with small things like I would hear someone walking around upstairs but when I went to check I suddenly realized that it was only me inside the house other things would happen like things would go missing like an earring of my sister Judy went missing for months and we searched high and low for it and then a couple of months went by and it was dirty and when I cleaned it up I suddenly realized that it was my sisters earring .

I was on the phone to my other sister Laura in the hallway and suddenly me and Laura heard loud footsteps coming down the stairs at first I thought that it might be my son Anthony but I was the only person in the house and halfway down the stairs it stopped and then from the kitchen I heard this almighty crash like pots and pans flying off the shelves and I hung up the phone and went next door and waited until my Husband finished work.

When I was home alone again I was sitting on this big circular settee which took at least 4 movers to bring it into the house and I had my back to the door to the room and suddenly it started to move with me on it because it felt like one person was moving it and when I got off and looked no one was there and one time I was looking for a shirt for my son Phillip and I had that feeling like someone was behind me and so I looked up and I saw this lady wearing a grey dress and round rimmed glasses it was only for a blink of an eye and then she was gone.

After months of all of these things happening I decided to look up the history of the house and it used to be a Jewish home for ladies from the 1800’s and when we moved thankfully we left the ghost lady behind.