My paranormal journey started 27 years ago when I was in my mid twenties. I was a non believer. Each Monday over a period, I visited a hospice to see an elderly relative. On one occasion, when I was reading my paper to pass the time, I desperately needed a drink but there was no nurses or staff in the room to ask. I continue to sit there, when within minutes I saw the door open to our ward, and in walked a nurse wearing an old fashioned uniform. I thought great, I’m going to get a coffee at last. The nurse started to walk into the room, which had several poorly and dying patients in it, and as she got approximately 8ft from me I had the shock of my life. I could see straight through the nurse. As I looked through her I could see the door that she had walked through. This was a massive shock as I didn’t believe in ghosts at that time. The nurse walked past me to a bed in the corner, and as I watched her every move, she started to mop the lady’s head with a white cloth and began tucking the dying lady’s bedding in neatly. Within a few seconds, the alarms started to sound and the staff started to run into the ward. At this stage the female patient had obviously passed away. The spirit nurse that I had seen walk in, calmly walked back past me and out of the ward. By now, I was frozen to the spot trying to understand what I had seen. That night, I remember hearing spirits all around me and later that week, other things started to happen. This was a major shock to the system. Another factor that I believed played a part to this new strange situation was three weeks earlier. I was due to play football with three mates, which was a regular thing every Thursday. This Thursday was different in many ways, driving home from work to meet the lift for the night ahead, I hit so much unusual traffic that I had missed the lift. When home, I got ready to drive myself to football, I started on that journey and when I got about a mile away from the football ground the road was closed by the emergency services with no way through. I now know, that night changed a lot for me. The three mates that I was going to meet, that I should have been in the car with, had a fatal car accident half a mile up the road and all three of them died. Following these events, in a daze, I went to the doctors because of what I was seeing and hearing, they couldn’t help so suggested to try spiritualist churches. Over time, I continued to see and hear things, everything seemed to be correct with the information I was getting from the other side. It was a very strange situation for me and a new way of life that I was stuck with. After speaking to a lot of highly experienced people and top mediums in the paranormal world that have now become friends, they believe that the trigger for me was the car accident, and now I have to give something back. I lost my best mate in that accident, and over time I started to hear him talking. Nearly three decades on, I’ve done over 1000 paranormal events and given thousands of readings. Now living day to day with my beautiful wife and family it’s become a normal way of life. Some things remain strange to other people close to me, for example, when I get invited to a spiritual church, I see the dead walking up one side of the stage to say what they want to say, then walk back down the other side of the stage when they’re finished. When I go to a funeral I can see the person that’s departed stood next to their coffin in the clothes they are being buried in, looking at the loved ones that they are leaving behind. So guys, there is another life after death and if you had have said that to me all those years ago I would have laughed at you. I hope when you read this that you realise there really is two worlds out there.