This is my first time posting on here, and I have never done this before so bare with me. I do have a couple stories that I'm going to share. They're not huge stories so I should be able to tell you a couple of them without you having to read for an hour.
I have always felt like a ghost followed me around. When I was little we had weird things happen. Foot prints on the ceiling, noises in the walls, and weird men standing in our yard watching the house. (that was freaky). Well when I moved into my last house, which is in reading Pa, I felt the ghost here too. Now the one that follows me around is a nice guy, he just likes to play tricks on me. A couple of months after we moved in I "lost" my wallet. I mean lost it. Couldn't find it anywhere. My husband and myself tore the house apart looking for it. No luck. We looked for days, and still couldn't find it. (which was no good because I was driving without a license.)
Well finally I had accepted the fact that I was going to have to go to the dmv and get a new license (yuck) when, one evening I started to make dinner. I went into the freezer to get something and there it was! My wallet just sitting there, right in the middle of the freezer. I couldn't believe it! (and mind you I go into the freezer at least once a day). I hadn't seen it there before, but there it was. And it was frozen solid, like it had been in there for days. I couldn't believe it! I just said a quick "thanks" to my ghost friend and left it at that.
Finally I got to see him. We were actually getting ready to move and it was the last week or so before we did. I woke up at around 3:00 am (not a good sleeper) when I looked in the door way to the kitchen and I saw him leaning up against the wall. I did a double take to make sure I wasn't crazy, but he was still there. He was about 6 ft give or take had short brown hair (like a bowl cut) and was just standing there looking at me. After about 30 seconds he just kind of disappeared. I didn't feel scared or afraid, I just felt completely safe and calm, because I knew he wouldn't hurt me, he was just watching out for me.
We did have another ghost in that house and she was mean. She would watch over me and my husband while we slept. She was one of those that fed off of sadness and anger. My husband and I fought so bad in that house. I mean kicking screaming getting the cops called on us bad. We have never fought like that before or since we moved out of that house.
As soon as you'd walk in that house you'd feel sad and angry. My husband saw her one night in the corner of the room, near the ceiling where the 2 walls meet. She was sitting there watching us. He said she was a little girl. She had an evil stare. We would wake up in the middle of the night from a deep sleep because we felt her watching us. I was so scared I wouldn't go to bed without the tv on or my husband by my side. We moved out of that house almost a year ago, and we haven't fought like that since.
One last little story. This happened about 3 months ago. I had a dream that my mom's friend leah's son (did that make sense?) her son's name is ryan - I had a dream that ryan died. Now keep in mind here I don't know ryan. I met him once when I was about 7. I have no idea what he looks like, I have no idea who is he is really other then the fact that his name is ryan and he is her oldest son. Well Ryan ended up passing away about a month ago. Causes are completely unknown. He was a young healthy man, didn't party, do drugs, or drink. He just died. And in my dream I didn't know how he died either, it was just an accident. Leah (ryan's mom) doesn't know I had that dream, should I tell her or would that make her more upset? We are still waiting on the autopsy results.
Those are my stories. I do have a couple of other little things but I'm sure your eyes are tired now, so I will let them rest. Thank you for reading my stories I hope you enjoyed.