I don't believe in Ghosts really... But I believe Good and evil, angels and demons. When we first moved into my house. I would get up an hour before anyone else. As I put my make up on I would hear someone walking past the bathroom door and down the hall. Pop my head out and no one there and everyone still in bed. I prayed to God to keep evil away. Eventually these footsteps...which never frightened me by the way....stopped. Who else has stories they can't explain?
On the last night we were there it did. We had moved out because the house was being demolished. My daughter and I went back to pick up a couple of things left behind. Probably the only time I was ever genuinely frightened by a potential supernatural phenomena
Well I'm not going to say it's anything supernatural or anything but I just walked into my dad's place(a few minutes ago)and he has a doll that belonged to my grandmother that my aunt was supposed to pick up but never did(which is why he has the damn thing)and it's not where he placed it. I asked him where he moved it and he just looked confused. We've looked all over the house and it's nowhere to be seen. Something similar has happened before with it. I went to use the bathroom and looked over and just saw it staring at me. I figured my dad put it there just to mess with me but he didn't know anything about it. I ended up putting it in a dresser drawer and when we checked later on it wasn't there, it was in the drawer beneath it. At first I just assumed I got them mixed up until I remembered I placed the doll on top of some papers and letters that was in there and the one we found it in was empty. It's nothing scary, I actually find it rather amusing and joking with my dad that he has Chucky running around the house somewhere.
I had one experience that I couldn't explain. Actually happened twice. And to someone else in the same house during the same week. And there was...... "history" in this house.
I saw something to personal to describe, but it was full daylight, outdoors, and plainly not of this earth as we know it.
About 25 years ago I was looking up my family tree! I was at that time very active as a civil war re-enactor and was interested in joining an organization called "The Sons of Confederate Veterans"! Well, soon after digging up information on my two times Great Grandfather, who was a Confederate cavalryman weird things began to happen in the house! There were loud bangs on walls and other strange noises but then there was some really freaky stuff like a glass lantern EXPLODING! It was a candle lantern and hadn't been lit in years. As I was sleeping one night I was awakened by a loud POP and looked over to where the sound came from to find the glass cover of the lantern shattered! It wasn't just cracked in two or three pieces mind you, but SHATTERED into tiny pieces, requiring a broom and dust pan to clean it up! Nothing had fallen on to it or hit it in any way, so needless to say I was dumbfounded! The noises and things persisted for a few more months but then the freakiest thing happened! One day I was standing in the living room talking to my Dad when we both heard a huge gust of wind blow down the back hallway and go through the front door! We had opened the front door and left the screen door closed to allow a little fresh air into the house as it was a nice spring day. We didn't have any other windows or doors in the house open, especially in the bedrooms which were on the other end of the back hallway! I was in mid sentence speaking to my Dad when there was a sudden SWOOSH and we could literally follow the sound as it went from the back hallway, through the entry way and out the front door! The screen door swung open and the big wooden door slammed closed as if a person had left the house in a REAL hurry! The front door had closed with such force that some of the wood trim on the door's exterior had partially popped off and had to be tapped back down with a hammer! Everything stopped after that day, there were no more noises or anything and we lived in that house for several more years without incident. Every once in a while though, I'll hear something or see something that will remind me of those few months back in the mid 80s when I learned that there is definitely more out there than what we can physically see, touch, hear or smell. I don't know if it's another dimension or spiritual plane but whatever it is I have no doubt that IT EXISTS!
My father wanted to help with the harvest, but he died too soon. I was home alone at dusk because my wife, a teacher and our children were late getting home that evening. I lined our combine up with our bean head so I could attach it and start combining soy beans. Someone stepped out of the brush and began making hand signals to guide the combine to the bean platform. He looked familiar, but I couldn't see his face. I attached the bean head and climbed out to visit with the man. He wasn't there. I was alone on the farm. I don't really believe my father's ghost had appeared. My mind was playing tricks on me.
