The ghost is a dark shadow who is tall like a man. The first time I saw him was when I was in fourth grade. Me and my best friend saw him standing right there by the basement stair case. Now he is scaring the whole family, whenever you climb that stair case it feels like the walls are going to close in on you. Most people say they feel claustrophobic while climbing those stairs. Today, I had a experience while I was sitting on the couch with my back to the top of the stairs watching TV he tries to touch me. When I looked back I couldn't see him but I could since that he was either going to hurt me or he was going to scare the crap out of me. I yelled at him because I was feeling threatened. Then I could feel him walk behind me as I switched chairs to calm my nerves.
How do I get him to stop being a pest? What do I say to him to make him leave us alone besides yelling at him and asking him to leave? Can I take his picture without upsetting him? What if he is there to protect us from something else that is down there? How do you tell if he is good or bad?
Also, after I saw this black figure in fourth grade I saw a white figure that looked like a woman. She was hovering over a rocking chair in my room. I didn't like what I saw because she gave me a feeling of uneasiness. So, when I was 13 I got saved, and it appears that I have lost the ability to see them, but I can still feel them around me.
Recently I have almost been in three car accidents, the first one I ran a stop sign because I didn't see the warning sign, instead I saw a busy high way at the bottom of the hill, and anyway I tried to slow down and didn't stop in time, so I kept going because the guy was turning and saw me not stop. The second one I was on a major highway coming home from the beach I was driving my dads car and I got in the fast lane and the guy in front of me stopped for the tunnel, well I wasn't paying close attention and I stomped on the breaks to not hit him, well luckily the guy behind me saw it and stopped in time to not hit me... But he was not so lucky so it was a three car pile up behind me. The most recent was on my way to class last semester I was stopped behind a truck turning into a gas station, that morning I got cussed at because I cut her in line for the gas pump. Well anyway, I had that feeling I was going to get in a wreck, and she was going to hear about it on the news. Well, she didn't hear about it on the news, because the car that was going to hit me got hit by a minivan. Call me lucky if you want, but I don't think its luck. But I have had really bad dreams about me being on the side of a road talking with a group of people because I we were involved in a car wreck. So will my luck run short, or will I just be lucky all my life?