This is my account of my night at holmfield mills so if you don't care.. Don't read...

I arrived at Holmefield Mill at almost ten pm with my sister Becky. We were eager to start our paranormal investigation. For my sister and I this was to be the realising of a dream. I've spent years watching and reading about Ghosts and still couldn't believe that I'd stumbled across an investigation less than a mile from my house and in only three weeks time. There were lots of people already milling about and when I was led inside there were about fifty people gathered around a makeshift kitchen drinking coffee. It felt great to be in a group of likeminded people. I noticed some people had embroidered tops on with the initials of the leading team, West Yorkshire Paranormal Group. I'd visited their site a few times when I looked into starting my own group up with Becky. It was exciting seeing the metal briefcases containing the equipment which was to he used that night. 
I noticed a lady called Pat who was the head of the team and     That made me more excited. A man called Paul gathered us to go over rules and regulations and then Pat gave a few short words of encouragement. We all got to have a try with the dowsing rods and some people took to it easier than others. 
Then we finally separated into groups which included a couple called Alan and Ayshia plus a three generation family of five, two grandparents, two parents and young teenager Alex. 
Teri and Rick led us firstly into the garage area for a walkaround which the automatic lighting spoilt a little for us. 
From here we were led to the dance class area upstairs which the grandparents struggled with climbing. As we stood silently in a circle holding hands Ayshia said she had a ringing in her left ear and soon after Becky had the same too. I wondered if maybe this was just caused by anxiety triggering fast blood flow but when I got toothache in my left side and Becky got a sore throat then I wondered what was happening. We moved on to the room next door once another team had left. Again we sat in a circle and asked for toys to be played with etc. Nothing seemed to happen unfortunately until we took the circle out into the corridor. My sister reported that she wanted to dance and sing as we chatted to Rick and he wondered if my sister was picking up a spirit energy. With this thought he sat my sister on a chair in the centre of our circle and invited the spirit to interact. The was a ping on the back of Ricks chair like metal on metal, this was much louder than the creaks and groans of our chairs. So we kept asking for something to happen until my right leg grew abnormally cold to the point that my body shook with the feeling. I overheard a member of the observation crew tell Teri that using the thermometer I was four degrees 'C' than the rest of the group. What really interested me was when my colder leg bumped into something I had not seen until now. We had brought over one chair too many. Was a presence joining us? I hoped this was the case and I tried to talk to it saying "don't be afraid of me because I'm not afraid of you". Soon after my insides felt cold as if I had swallowed ice. I couldn't rationally explain this because it felt abnormal. Becky and others saw black figures roaming the large columned space we were in. I think it was Teri who detected that there were two children, brother and sister who worked at a young age in the mill and the 'Overseer' or Foreman also were walking amongst us. One of the observers was sat on a pile of crash mats  and felt someone sit down next to him and when he put the torch he saw there was an indentation left on there.  Sadly it was time for a break so all the teams swapped stories with each other. One man had scratches on his neck from being in the nursery. Becky and I were even more keen to carry on at this point and took a couple of pictures of the scratches. We also met another few team members and asked questions. 
Rick rallied the team together once more and we went to the nursery with a nervous sense of expectation. We were allowed to roam as long as we weren't alone. Becky and Ayshia both saw a shadow duck down behind a floor standing bookshelf. Two people seeing the same thing is something to seriously think about. My sister and I explored a dark corridor bravely off from the main nursery which proved to lead to a staff toilet. It was as we walked back to the group that I thought i heard a shuffling noise but I couldn't determine it to have not been imagined as it was faint. We all sat in a circle again under some hanging mobiles that taught children shapes. We tried asking spirits to manipulate the four hanging mobiles to point to the door. We never stated which door of which there were four or five so seeing these twist slowly and then faster had varied results depending on which door each person had chosen in their mind. With ten us say underneath we would probably have had a lot of heat rising upwards so I took no evidence from this.  The only thing that happened of note was Alan and Becky asking out for something to effect me. Nothing did so Alan looked across at the kids table in front of him and said "move the little table". Seconds later Becky's table made a loud noise and Becky described the table jumping at one corner. This table was the smaller of the ones Alan and Becky were on so maybe this had been answered.
There was another break and it seemed that most people had gone for one reason or another. It was about four am when Becky and I were a little downhearted thinking that was the end but luckily Rick suggested we go on to try glass divination and table tipping in the boxing ring room. It was at this point that it was just Alan, Ayshi, Becky and I left with Rick and Teri etc. We also were joined by Paul on camera from here. Five of us sat around a small round table with the letters Y and N for yes and no. We all put our fingers on as Rick led a protection ritual to keep us safe. We asked things such as "are you male?" nothing, "are you female?", nothing, "are you an animal?" the glass moved to yes. This is where the waters get muddy with the information provided because I don't believe anyone was pushing the glass as I was opposite Becky who I trusted and she trusted me and we were checking the people next to us to see if they were influencing on purpose. Becky suggested that we point downwards onto the glass so we could almost discount pushing by mistake. The glass answered further questions this way and also twisted on the spot when asked. As regards the information taken whether it was true or not, this is what we were told. 
George Stephenson was the foreman who still roams the mill and he pushed a young girl but didn't mean to kill her. She received facial injuries to her left side and died. The girl was called Victoria and her brother was Edward. 
The spirit we got this information from was called Ralph Davison or Davidson and he built or owned the mill. He wa happy to still be around. Becky reminded him of his wife as the glass kept pushing towards her pretty fast. 
1873 seemed to be of significance. 
Unfortunately table tipping was not achieved on this occasion. 
Finally we went back into the large corridor where we'd had best results. Paul seemed adamant that he could sense someone walking amongst us. All of a sudden Alan seemed in a daze and he slumped luckily against a column behind him. He was taken out to have a break. As Paul stood looking through his viewfinder he said "he's here now" and was pushed off his feet into Becky who stopped him from falling over.  Becky and I continued to feel a moving cold spot pass into and through us. This was the most interesting aspect for us as beginners.  So plenty to think about for us.  We look forward to our next case if we can get one.
Chris Whitehouse.