Hello everyone, welcome back. Thank you so much for joining me. Hi, it's Monday
which means I have some ghost stories for you, that you have so kindly sent me
here, here to this email address. You can send me yours if you have any
ghost stories, weird stories, experiences that are just a little bit
creepy, it doesn't always have to be ghosts,
people are scary too. Then go ahead and send them right here. You can send it
just as an email, a video of yourself talking or an audio
recording, completely up to you or whatever you're
comfortable with.
Okay, so, oh it is so hot. I'll, I can't, I
can't be bothered to do this up. It is so hot here in England today. I, I'm
sweating and yes, I'm wearing a button-up shirt but it's,
it's fine, it's thin so we're good. But the lights, the lights, the lights, ugh. So
if I gradually start to melt away then do forgive me,
do forgive me. So today, I don't really have a theme if I'm honest with you but
I might just carry on with, last time we had a, it was like casket
friendly makeup, so. And I did something quite dark. And I think I
want to do something nice and bright and colorful.
And I was very kindly gifted the Life's A Drag Facelift Palette by Luna
Beauty. I had the original Life's A Drag. So I am just going to use this. Look at
all those colors. You can see how dirty my,
my desk is, don't even look. Yes, let's dive into this, this looks fun.
Let's get... I have nothing else to say. I'm, so, I despise
this weather so much, I can't wait for Winter. I know it's far away but come on.
Okay, so let's get right into it. Our first
story today, is called, 'The girl in the closet.'
No, why is it always got to be children. So it starts,
“Hi Robert, I love your videos and I look forward to ghost stories and makeup.
I have a story about my sister, I hope you enjoy it.”
Yes, I will. “When I was seven my sister was five,
we had moved into a new house with our mum and our aunt.
Apparently there were two women in their 20s
who lived in the house before us, who were murdered
in the bathroom. We didn't have a lot of money,
and the house seemed nice enough so of course my mum took it.
My sister was always a pretty peculiar child,
I remember she was always staring off into space.
She liked to be alone and we would always find her talking to herself...”
This is where it starts, this is where it starts. “...as if she was having a
conversation with someone yet she never mentioned having
any imaginary friends. My sister and I shared a bedroom
for a while, there was nothing out of the ordinary however,
one night I woke up to our closet door being cracked
open. I looked at my sister and she was wide awake,
sitting on the edge of her bed. I said, 'Danielle what are you doing? Lay down.'
My sister turned to me quietly and said,
'But the girl in the closet won't stop staring at me.'
I screamed. I jumped out of bed and grabbed my sister by the arm
and ran into my mom's room crying.” Yeah, I would be too.
“My sister however remained calm the entire time, as
I was hysterically crying. I told my mum what my sister had
said, and my mother was just as terrified as I was.
The next morning my mum asked Danielle about it, and she was completely
clueless. Time went on, and I would walk into our room
and I would find my sister sitting in front of the closet
whispering, and as soon as I came into the room she would stop.
As we got older we moved into an apartment with our mum.
I was 16, Danielle was 14. We still shared a bedroom,
and the first night we spent in our room I woke up to my sister screaming my
name. She was in the corner on her bed crying,
my sister never cried and she was never scared of anything.
My sister pointed to the closet door, cracked open,
and whispered, somebody is in the closet. Of course we ran into my mother's room
crying, and of course nobody was inside the closet.
But I never understood why that happened to my sister, especially why it happened
twice.”
Doors, cracked open doors, windows with little gaps in, anything like that is
is too scary. Thank you so much for your story. Listen, I have a question for
everyone. Would you rather be haunted by
a child ghost or a ghost in their 20s? I would rather be haunted by a ghost in
their 20s. A child ghost scares me more for some
reason, the idea scares me more. Okay, we have an audio story next. You can
send your videos, your stories to me, as audio as well. I really
appreciate the audios because it gives me a second to like,
do stuff. So, let's go. This is called, 'My first
attempt at Witchcraft.' “Hi Robert, I want to tell you a story about my
first experience with Witchcraft. Now, to preface I just want to say that I
have very long natural nails, because that will come
into play in the story. Now, my first experience I was just, I was
trying to put out a protection spell for the BLM protesters, because this was
over the course of the Summer when things were really
reaching its peak for that movement, and since we're in the middle of a pandemic,
and I personally did not feel safe going to protest,
I thought I would do what I could from the comfort of my own home.
Now, I cast a spell. I thought I had done everything correctly
but I, unfortunately, was living in a toxic environment at the time, and
I didn't take that into account when I was casting my spell.
So I did everything, I drew a sigil, I I put that piece of paper with the sigil
on my windowsill so it would be out in the moonlight,
and I went to bed. Now, in the middle of the night
I wake up, and I have this like really intense pain
in my finger. So I take my hand out from underneath my pillow, because I sleep
with my hands under my head, under my pillow.
And lo and behold, the nail on my ring finger has somehow,
in the middle of the night, in my sleep, been ripped
backwards, right down to the skin. So I actually had part of my nail bed
showing and it was bleeding a little bit and it really, really hurt.
And my nails aren't extremely strong but they're strong enough that I don't
understand how I could have possibly torn a nail in
my sleep. Other than my nail being torn, the piece
of paper that I had put on my windowsill to be in the
moonlight was also on the floor. So it seems to me like my first attempt
at any sort of magic, especially
protection magic, backfired awfully. And I was in pain for a few days,
I couldn't really use that finger because there was just live skin showing,
and it really hurt. It took a very long time
to grow my nail back too. But yeah, I guess I learned my lesson
there, to be really careful where I, where I cast my magic and what kind of
environments I'm in. Anyway, I thought you might enjoy this
story, it's a little spooky, a little weird,
and I just like to close this by thanking you for teaching me so much
about makeup. You've been a real life saver. I feel
like I have a much better understanding of how to place product on my face in a
way that suits me now, which is something that I
haven't learned from anybody else, so thank you kindly and happy Monday.”
Thank you, and happy Monday. Thank you so much, that really does mean a lot to me.
That is... listen, nail injuries. Nail injuries make me feel a certain way,
I just can't stand them. What a strange situation, it's
almost like something was like, no I'm not gonna allow you to do this.
It's also like some kind of a*sehole spirit. Like who, why would they
bend your nail back? Can't they just like scratch you a little bit or something
rather than ripping off your whole nail, that is painful. That's intense.
I would love to know as well, tell me, did you ever as a child,
with your friends, try a spell or anything like that?
I would love to know how it went. Did something happen, did something strange
happen? Thank you so much for your story that
was absolutely perfect. And now we have, as custom, so I can get
on with this eye, Marcus reading us two stories. “This first
story is called, 'The drinking spirit.' 'Hi Robert. I love your videos and can't
get enough of them. Your humour is so quirky and sassy, I love
it. I'm from Manitoba, Canada. I'm from a Cree
First Nation and 24 years old. In my culture we believe that many
things have spirits, like drinking alcohol, suicide, and anger
that follow people when they get into trouble,
are stressed, not taking care of themselves or at just
a real weak point in their lives. When I was 16,
me and my cousin of the same age were really close, I would spend every day at
her house. She had a sister that was three years
older than her that was into rebellious teenager things like drinking,
smoking, and doing drugs. Anyway, one weekend her sister came home from an
evening of drinking and things. Her room was in the basement
while the younger sister's room was upstairs.
The older sister went downstairs to her room, put on some music
then called her friend. She sat on her bed and chatted with her friend when
suddenly her sister came into her room covered in a black sheet.
So we often did stupid things like this, so it wasn't far off
for the younger sister to try and scare the older sister. The older sister
continued talking on the phone saying things to
her friend like, my sister's being annoying trying to scare me.
She chatted with her friend for almost 10 minutes while her younger sister sat
at the end of the bed, not saying a word. She started to get
creeped out at this point and started to yell at her younger sister to cut it out.
Suddenly, the younger sister stood up and fell into the floor,
and vanished. The older sister, still a bit drunk thought maybe she was seeing
things and ran up the stairs. When she threw
open the door her younger sister was in her room playing on the computer.
She immediately started crying and freaking out. The younger sister was so
confused and asked what had happened. They immediately went to their parents
room and woke them up. Their father was a spiritual man, so he
woke up immediately and smudged the house.
He also made the older sister throw out any drugs and alcohol she had on her.
He prepared a small meal, went outside by a tree
and offered it to the drinking spirit that had followed the older sister home,
and asked it to leave. That night, the father had a dream of an angry man that
wanted to get back into the house but couldn't,
so went away. After that happened, the older sister stopped her drinking
and drugging, and cleaned herself up.' Excuse me Robert, I've just eaten grapes
and my whole throat is really stuck together.
And this story is called, 'The grinning patient.'
'Hi Robert, I love your videos especially the spooky ones.
So this story is actually my mom's, which makes it even scarier as she would never
make something up. She has been working as an NHS nurse for
around 23 years but this happened to her a year ago,
during a night shift. She always hates working nights, not just
because of how tiring it is but because of the things that lurk in
the hospital wards. She was on her break one night and had
fallen asleep on the sofa bed in the staff room.
The room was dark but light enough to see objects. She'd woken up from her nap and
as her eyes adjusted to the eerie room she could make out a woman sat on a
chair, only a few feet away from her. Freaking out she said, 'What are you doing
in here?' She'd lock the door behind her so she wouldn't get disturbed.
The woman had a massive grin on her face, with big eyes that never moved.
Although she was quite young and beautiful, my mum knew straight away she
wasn't amongst the living. My mom said she tried to make out what
she was wearing, and sure enough it was patient robes that looked dirty
and old. As my mum started to get up from the bed the woman's face started to
change, her mouth slowly created an o shape but
her jaw and chin kept growing, and growing, until her jaw
had completely dislocated but she clearly felt no pain, and just
gradually started fading into the background.
My mum ran out of the room. I could see how uncomfortable she was when she was
telling me this story, I could even see the goosebumps on her
arm. I now 100% believe in ghosts.' Well Robert, see you
next time, next two weeks time, on makeup does Robert, for your Monday
story ghosts spookies.” Listen, thank you Marcus. I might have to
cut out you screaming at the end there. People listen to this to be calm in bed.
[Laughter] Okay, let's have another story. This is
called, 'The elevator ghost'. “Hi Robert, I'm
somewhat of a skeptic so I didn't think I'd be doing this but after
hearing the story about the Jinn from Turkey,
I felt the urge to write as soon as I was done with the video.
Also, I really like your videos especially this particular series.” Thank
you so much, thank you. “This is a story about a couple of
experiences my uncle had, about five to six years ago
when he moved to America. He only decided to share with his family after he
returned to Pakistan. Not long after moving, he decided on
becoming a paperboy, because he thought it would make him
some extra cash and it would help him learn about the routes in the new town
he was in.” That's very clever. “Everything went
smoothly for the most part, but he always had an
eerie feeling about this one apartment building he'd
go to, to deliver the papers. One morning around 3 or 4am, he got out
of this building, and as he was walking towards his car he
saw a woman dressed in white, with hair covering her
face, standing a few yards away. He caught a
glimpse of her feet, not only were they bare, they were facing
the wrong direction. He rushed towards his car and drove off.
The next incident was when he was in an elevator,
when a woman entered with him. He said that he didn't really notice her at
first, as if she wasn't really there but then
this woman started banging her head on the elevator wall to the point where she
began to bleed. Again, my uncle looked down at her feet
and they were facing the wrong way. My uncle rushed out of the
elevator and the building, and he quit the job the
very next day.” Yeah, f*ck that.
F*ck that. These stories about the Jinns and their feet, they're slightly
like inhuman... what's the word?
Feet. Are really, really creepy because it's like, what are they trying to prove
with her backwards feet? You know, okay, your feet are backwards,
now what do I do? Like, what do I do? Okay, so this is our finished casket
ready look. I've kind of gone ahead and actually,
actually done a little bit of a pride look which is great. So there you go,
happy pride month. You're about to see this look on 20 million other people this month.
Thank you so much for joining me. If you have any stories you want to share with
me you can go ahead and send them to, to
this email address here. If you see any like spooky things on TikTok,
go ahead and @ me. It's Robert Welsh MUA, follow me there also.
Thank you so much again for joining me, I will see you
very, very soon. Bye.