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Stacey Arling from Catterick Garrison wrote on March 31, 2021 at 7:53 pm
Good evening, I found myself at this website a few weeks ago while doing some research and I wanted to share my story. I lived at RAF Watton from 1995 -1997 and I remember as a 9/10 year old visiting the Museum many times. My favourite exhibition was the resident ghost pilot who would stand at the end of the corridor in the glass panelled door. I would see him all the time, sometimes moving through the museum, but mostly at the door. I saw him downstairs in the families club once as my mum was setting up for a party as she remembers me telling her "she didn't need to worry, he was my friend" - this did absolutely nothing to reassure her bless her. Since I was a young child I have credited this pilot ghost for saving me (whether or not I was actually as close to death as I felt as a young child I do not know but the story is as vivid as it ever was). There was a party in the families club, fancy dress, one of the mums was dressed as a penguin. I had run off to the loo, which I felt also had a spirit although not friendly like the pilot, as such I was rushing as fast as I could to get out of there. But being a kid I still found time to chuck a sweetie in my mouth before running. The sweet got stuck in my throat and I choked. Instead of running to find help I just stood, panicking and struggling to breathe. I remember him appearing at the glass panelled door just like the one upstairs. I remember so clearly looking right at him, and then him disappearing. The next minute, a giant penguin came running up and started smacking at my back managing to dislodge the sweetie. I was beside myself so she gave me a hug and said (something along the lines of) "you're lucky I just happened to look down here or I wouldn't have found you!" When she let me go, she took my hand and we headed off to find my mum and when I turned back, he was there back in the glass of the door window. I have always believed that it was him who sent someone to help me. Now the spirit in our quarter was a whole different story, he was not friendly and much stronger than the one in the toilets - and as it turns out, the reason we moved!
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