My Father Saw a Banshee

Back in some time between 1970s and 80s my father grew up in Ireland in a place called Castleblany.

It started when he was going to the chipy and as he was going down the street it was very dark and no one about. He went over a fence to go to the toilet and he slipped down a bank and he could not get back up. He tried and he tried and then a small woman came over and pulled him out of the hole. Then she walked away and he ran home. She looked like a ghost, she was just about two feet tall and her black hair was touching the ground.

Later that night there was a local man who was in a car and he knocked a small woman down and two weeks later he died.

Written by "caolancomiskey", Copyright 2009