Last week my family and I went on a holiday. It was my sons birthday and my husband suggested we take this time to have a wee break away as we hadn’t had a break in 10 years or as a family.
We usually stay at The Premier Inn because they are affordable and clean and in all the locations we want to stay at.
But for some reason when I went to look up The Premier Inn it took me to Booking.com
I decided to give it a look see and found a lovely looking Lodge in Glasgow that was over £100 cheaper than the Premier Inn and you got breakfast for free. So naturally we booked.
We arrived last Monday and the room was gorgeous and we were happy to get our holiday underway. Our first night however was for me a nightmare. I just could NOT get to sleep for love nor money because I kept getting woken up by a young boy asking for his Dad.
Every time I dozed off I kept hearing ‘Dad…..Dad where are you Dad?’ etc….at the foot of my bed. The bed was thee nicest most comfy bed I’ve ever slept in so I should of been out like a light.
I told Mr Ex about this the next day and was dreading bed that night because I wouldn’t last a week walking around Scotland on an hours sleep. But luckily for me I slept like a baby. My husband however wasn’t so lucky. He got woken up umpteen times by a young boy interrupting his dreams asking for help.
He explained that while he never saw the boys face but he was covered in blood. He said his face and body were blacked out but he knew he had died in a horrendous way and he was asking for help.
It ALWAYS ALWAYS happens that just seconds before my husband has a dream of significant importance to ME I wake up. I know the signs of his impending distress and so I’m able to stroke his head and shoooooosssshhhh him out of the bad dream. He was so upset. It made us want to see if we could find any deaths related to the Hotel. We were on a really busy motorway intersection where every few minutes someone was tooting their horn for one reason or another and the Hotel didn’t look more than 5 years old so we thought maybe someone had died in a car accident or been hit by a car trying to cross the road or something. And then I found him.
I knew he had brown hair, was quite tall but was about 16-19, not older than 20, but no younger than 15. He had a boys voice but you could tell he was becoming a man still.
I found him…….Kriss Donald. And because of him I am now no longer a fan of Ghost Hunts and Investigations.
The next morning as we tiredly walked to the restaurant part of the Hotel so we could have breakfast I saw three employees standing at the bar talking and for some reason just had to mention the room being ‘active’.
The look on their faces will stay with me forever. They were too scared to say anything so I gave them reassurance by saying ‘Look don’t worry about me being scared. This is my job, this is what I do, I work with Spirit and my family all see Spirits, so don’t worry about scaring us’
I told them everything. Maureen the Housekeeper said ‘What room are you in?’ I told her and her face went white. She said to the other two girls ‘I told you someone was touching me in that room. I told you something was going on’ and the other two just seemed shocked.
I told them I had been doing some research and found Kriss Donald to which one of the girls said ‘Yes I remember that incident. It was devastating as they were booked to stay here but left.’ Let me explain to your about Kriss.
In 2004 Kriss Donald then 15 was Kidnapped from Glasgow by some Pakistani men in a revenge racist attack. Kriss was innocent and was chosen at random.
He was driven 200 miles between Dundee and Glasgow and they took him to Strathclyde Innkeepers Lodge where they were staying in rooms 19 and 20 but for some reason they never stayed. Instead they took this terrified young man away from the Hotel and as quoted by Wikipedia
There, they held his arms and stabbed him 13 times. He sustained internal injuries to three arteries, one of his lungs, his liver and a kidney. He was doused in petrol and set on fire as he bled to death.
The issue of the killing quickly became politicized because of the racial element. After the murder there were reportedly ‘racial tensions’ in the area sufficient to lead to police intervention..
You can read more here.
This poor baby was alive when they burned him and this is why my husband couldn’t make out a face because all he kept seeing is Black.
The Lovely staff and my family and I were all taken aback by the sadness and in that moment I knew I had to send him over. So I decided to send him over.
I told them if I had access to a bell I would send him over by the end of the day to which I was offered the Bars ‘Last Call’ bell.
I sat trying to have my cereal but I could feel Kriss. I knew he knew I could help him and he was waiting for me to help him and it just made me unable to concentrate or eat my cereal so I went and got the bell and went back to my room.
He was hesitant at first but I talked to him with love and compassion. I wasn’t even sure if it would work because I always use a candle as well but I couldn’t use one because of the Fire Alarms and it was only 8.30am, people would still be in bed.
So I put protection on the Lodge and talked Kriss into crossing over. He wasn’t sure at first but I asked my parents to help him, I assured him he was in safe hands and that God was waiting for him. I told him more importantly that no one would hurt him and he was safe and as soon as he crossed over he would be able to see his Mum and Dad whenever he wanted. I felt him. I knew the ‘opening’ was too my right, the light was bright and I could feel Spirits to my right. I sat at the door of it. When I said about seeing his Mum and Dad I asked him to touch me so I knew he was there. He had been touching people on their backs so I was expecting to feel something on my back but he didn’t. He grabbed my hand. I’m getting emotional just thinking about it.
He held on so tight and then he must have seen his Granddad because he ran. I felt him so strongly it made me sit back like a jolt as the energy of him running past me pushed me back a bit and then the ‘door’ closed. I sat for a further 5 minutes protecting the room and making sure he had gone for sure.
I asked Maureen to double check the room after we left and she said both rooms felt different. I contacted her yesterday to double check and she said she is no longer afraid to go into those rooms so Kriss has definitely crossed over.
The sadness that came over us was so great though and it gave me time to think about my life. My gift, Spirit, all of it and I’ve come to realize something.
Spirit aren’t entertainment. They aren’t something we should be profiting from, or watching like a movie. They were once living breathing souls who were loved by people. As a Mother of two boys I can’t even begin to imagine the Nightmare his Mother and Father went through when he went missing and worse when he was found.
Obviously Kriss’s last memories before he was killed was of being taken to that Lodge in 2004. That was only 11 years ago. He should be 26 now and he’s not. Who are we to charge money to see if we can get him to perform like a Trained Seal?
I’m going to make it my life’s purpose to cross over any Spirit I come to contact with. I’m going to purchase a bell for my Purse and any time I feel Spirit I am crossing them over.
No one who investigates these haunted (I hate that word I prefer active) places can’t even be bothered to put a life to the Spirit.
Kriss and billions of other Spirits have names and lived lives. They don’t deserve to be treated like this. Kriss has parents and family who still to this day mourn for him and I knew if I told everyone about this place I’d be inundated with requests for people wanting to go there with their digital recorders and cameras trying to catch a glimpse of this poor terrified young man who wanted his Dad. The last thing he remembered before he was so brutally killed was that Lodge. It was his last hope of safety and people were going to exploit him and I had to stop it.
I stupidly put a tweet up at 3.13am when it happened that it had happened and immediately got contacted by a Company that specializes in Haunted Hotel holidays and it made me feel sick. I couldn’t stand the thought of people wanting to stay in that room in the hopes they would feel that poor baby begging for help. It made me realize, this is what Most Haunted, Ghost Hunters, Ghost Adventures are all about. The exploitation of lost and lonely souls and often these ‘Investigators’ do more harm than good.
EVPs are creating negative energy in the places of investigations which are then being left in those buildings and the Spirits left behind are having to deal with even more bull shit. But it’s Bull shit WE put there. We are basically turning up to these locations, setting up camp, having some fun then pissing off and leaving all of our rubbish for Spirit to have to deal with. And it has to stop.
Kriss could be your nephew, your brother, your boyfriend, your son. These Spirits could be and WILL one day be your loved ones and instead of helping them cross over and finally be at peace we are buying expensive equipment and storming in like big fat doughnut eating idiots in our moody trench coats and black tops with the name of our company across the back and we create nothing but noise for these poor souls.
People getting all dramatic about a scratch or a growl and thus creating negative energy that was never there before and not one of them crosses these souls over and not one of then protects the building after they leave and I for one am done so from now on I’m going to cross over every Spirit I come across.
Why is is acceptable to do this? Ghost Hunting to me is now the equivalent to someone going to a zoo, paying to get in and seeing starved and abused animals and taking photos of it, eating in front of it and then walking off.
It’s not right. We need to put faces and families to these souls so we can send them where they belong. Which is back to the safety of Spirit and the greater consciousness.
But for the record I’m not talking about those who contact me asking for help to figure out what’s going on. I’m only talking about these people who make money from and gain attention either publicly or locally for investigating the dead without doing the right thing.
99.9% of these people don’t do it right anyway and I can’t sit back any more.
Meeting that poor boy made me put a name and a family to a very real situation. I can go to his grave. He isn’t a website, he isn’t a story or fable in a book, he is a real person, who lived a real life and died a real death. Why is it okay to shove a camera in his face?
The Council said the last phase of my training would involve me sitting back and paying attention. Well……I get it now. I’ve paid attention to many many things and I’ve had any ‘Aha’ moments but this is the biggest one so far.
I’ve come to realize that I have the power to set these souls free and that’s what I’m going to do.
We stayed in that room for another 3 nights after I released Kriss and we had no further incidents.
My Ex is not Psychic. He has over the 16 years of us being together become opened to Spirit and has had many experiences because of it. I say he’s Intuitive by Osmosis lol
You have to think to yourself, how desperate does a Spirit have to be that he would go to those lengths to get help? Knowing what I know about Spirit and energy, it takes a LOT of energy for them to come through the way he did.
Therefore isn’t it our responsibility to make sure they get the help they need? Would you do that to a child in the real world? If someone came up to you in the real world asking you for help would you help or would you get your cameras out and try to record them? Scarily I think we all know the answer to that.
Please people……..start respecting them not just for what they are now but for who they were before. Someone loves them, someone may even be grieving for them.
Do the right thing.
My dream is to have a show where I go to haunted locations and do a releasing. Then instead of people chasing them with digital cameras and video cameras they will go after them with a bell and a whole lot of love instead.
My life has changed forever because of Kriss Donald and from this day forth everything I do and every Spirit I cross over will be in Memory of and in honour of him.