Central Line Ghost
I once worked in an Engineering Consulting office near St Paul’s Cathedral. I rented a flat in West Finchley. I took the Northern Line to Bank Underground than took the Central Line to St Paul’s to get to work every day. The routine never changed until London Underground changed the timetable slightly which meant the first tube I caught went down the west line of the Northern line after Camden town. This meant a change at Tottenham Court Road and then the Central Line to St Paul’s.
I got on the same carriage every morning, the carriage was never very full, the first three mornings that I got on the tube train there was a girl she was always sat in the same seat. I used to sit opposite her, either directly or just to one side, she always sat leaning forward her long hair almost covering her face, only the end of her nose was visible. I found myself looking at her very now and then, I seemed to be drawn to her, but this is quite common on the tube, there is a lot of staring and glances but no conversation.
On the fourth day I got up to get off the train as it was approaching St Paul’s, as I stood at the doors I glanced round to look at this girl just as the tube doors opened, her head had turned and was looking straight at me, there was no expression or movement on the ashen coloured face, I smiled, don’t ask me why, and then stepped off the train. I didn’t think a great deal of it at the time, but it was the last time I saw this girl, never again would she be sitting in that seat on the tube, as time went by I saw her image in my mind more and more. I am convinced I saw a ghost. I told this story to my Step-Daughter, she was fascinated, her take on the story is that this ghost just wanted some recognition, which I gave her.
I would not say that I am a believer, but this certainly has me thinking .