Have you ever seen a ghost/spirit?

[Magik01]

Have you ever seen a ghost/spirit and if so, what’s your story? I’ll go first:

My grandad died when I was a toddler of a heart attack (I was in the same room when it happened). Fast forward to when I was about 6 I was staying at a family members house asleep in the bedroom and I wake up and he’s standing by the door and light switch. He turns the light on and stands there and I just go back to sleep. I was too small to reach the light and my family member confirmed she didn’t turn it on either!

I know your either in the camp of ghosts exist or you think we are all totally bonkers. 😂

I know not really an AIBU. But I guess:

AIBU- you imagined it
AINBU- you totally saw a ghost.

Our family are all familiar and accepting of the spook we have around us. A small boy. Even 2 non family members have had experience of him. Even my non believer dh. Still scares him shitless he says!!

One of my student houses definitely seemed to have a poltergeist. Things like a plate being left in the middle if a table being smashed onto the floor. Things turning up in odd places.

It wasn't scary. The house was Victorian, originally a massive family home and had then been a B&B before becoming a student house.

@Santahasjoinedww

Our family are all familiar and accepting of the spook we have around us. A small boy. Even 2 non family members have had experience of him. Even my non believer dh. Still scares him shitless he says!!

Do you know who the boy could be?!

Quite a few. Worked night in nursing homes for a long time and had several sightings and unsettling experiences.

Also lived in a flat with a ghost for 18 months, saw him twice and noticed some odd going’s on. Also my cat would freak out at nothing every now and then.

Saw my parents’ old cat once when I was sleeping at their house in a room I wouldn’t usually sleep in.

Had absolutely no idea for years. Until I was The Designated Driver for a few friend's trip to a card reader. They had appointments but I didn't. Wasn't my thing... The woman had time so they shoved me forward!! She spoke of my dgm terrifyingly correct. She then told me I had lost a dc as a very young girl.
I had never made any connection.. I mc at 17.
Totally threw me tbh.
Haven't seen his face but have seen him from the back several times. And heard shouts of mama - which dh heard as they woke us up! Very surreal..

I love hearing people's ghost stories and yours is interesting and comforting for you to know your Grandad visited. When I was a child around 5 years old my Mum told me that I went through a phase of telling her she was walking into my friend and holding out my hand to hold someone elses hand. I also used to ask my Mum to put a place out at the table for my friend who I would point to but my Mum couldn't see. She assumed an "imaginary friend". Apparently I would get really upset when she dismissed this. I vividly remember sitting in my room alone on a few occasions playing with my toys and seeing an old man in a suit on the chair in my bedroom watching and smiling then vanishing.

As a teenager in the same house I always felt there was a heavy presence in the house, like someone was watching but i couldn't see. There was a few occasions of unexplainable noises like footsteps on the stairs and landing area but nobody there. One night when I was in my room I heard something and looked over to my door and was pretty sure I saw a girl walk past my open bedroom door and then vanish.

My dad still lives in the same house and has heard the unexplainable footsteps that I used to hear and on a number of occasions has felt like someone was sat on the edge of the bed at night and upon further investigation has noticed indentations on the bed.

I've never believed in ghosts. In fact my dad used to say when you're gone you're gone and that's it. When he became sick and he found it was terminal we were talking to him arranging his wishes for funeral etc. he had a wicked sense of humour and says to me he'd send me a sign if there was actually an afterlife.

He passed away. Then next night we were all in bed when I could hear static noise. Me and my son came onto the landing confused as to where it was coming from. We found it was from the shower radio one of my kids had. Just as I reached out to pick it up it played "the boys are back in town" by lynrd skynrd.....our favourite song that he always sang when things were going right.

Yanbu.
It's a fact that when we leave this vibration we continue as energy,it's a much more beautiful world than this one ,it's not ' up there ' in the clouds,they are not far away.listening to one radio station or watching one tv channel does not mean others are not there.
Lovely of your grandad to say hello,continue to chat to him,he will hear you.
🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈

When I was 13 I went through a really horrible time, had moved in with my dad due to over crowded living arrangements when my mum got married and I was being horrifically bullied (think head smashed into doors type bullying) in school which my mum and step dad paid no mind to because the other siblings and spoilt step siblings problems were much greater. I wasn’t on speaking terms with my mum for a few weeks until she called and told me my beloved great grandmother was in hospital with no chance of going home. I managed to see her twice and she eventually died which was absolutely devastating. She was a huge parental figure in my childhood and I never imagined being without her. I was at a really low point after this as my mother and I were arguing about funeral outfits and then not really speaking to each other again.

At this time I was still attending my old school whilst waiting for my start date at my new school so I had to take two buses to and from school every day which meant it was pretty dark when I got home to my dads and 9 times out of 10 he wouldn’t be home yet as he worked about an hour away. I had really bad anxiety as a teenager and one night when I got off the second bus to walk the dark and unlit 10 minute walk to my dads house from the bus stop I completely broke down in tears as I was so scared of being alone in a big empty house and just wanted to feel safe and happy in someone’s company. I cried right the way up to the end of my dads street and as I looked up at the big dark house I saw something that I have never been able to explain but can tell you without a shadow of a doubt that I had saw this. There was no lights around the house but I could clear as day see what looked to me like the ghost of a lady, it was so bright and angelic and I completely and instantly stopped crying and felt calm. She had a long gown on and it was flowing with the wind and some sort of head piece made of cloth that was flowing too. I honestly had and have never had an experience like that ever again in my life. My dads house had steps at the end of the drive to the front door so I have no sight of the front door whilst walking the steps but as I got to the front door there was nobody there. I went into the big dark house and didn’t feel scared or upset at all and I truly have never been able to explain what had actually happened. I’ve told a few people including my husband the story and I’ve been laughed at and I know how crazy it must sound to anyone else but it was truly the strangest unexplainable thing that has ever happened to me.

@forlornlorna wow, I’m so sorry to hear about your dad, but that’s lovely and certainly his way of telling you there is more to life than this side! Are you a believer now?

The whole ghost thing really does creep me out though. I teacher in primary school once said ghosts are just demons pretending to be loved ones and it scared the hell out of me ever since.

Why would they hang around? Why do some people's parents or grandparents pop by to say hi and others don't. Did my dad not love me enough to come back? How much of our lives do they see/watch? It's all too confusing so Im saying nay.

My husband and I lived in a property years ago that was an old Victorian workhouse that they covered into houses and flats. We both used to see quite a few different things that made us believe.

I used to be woken frequently by a shadow in our bedroom who would point toward the window for the entire time I could see it before it slowly disappeared.

My husband used to see the same figure (unbeknownst to me) but it was watching him from inside the property when he left for work or returned home from work.

We also used to hear footsteps quite clearly from the property above but no one lived there. It was so frequent and so loud in fact that we had the property maintenance company and police come out to check if there was an intruder / squatter and the property was empty and fully secured.

Not me personally, but my nan. She was sitting, watching TV and heard the door slide open and her aunt came in and say hello and put a hand on her shoulder. Something her aunt did often as they lived nearby.
When my nan looked up to say hello etc, the phone rang and she realised no one was in the room!

The call was from a niece advising that the aunt had just died!

My father died suddenly when I was young and we were on holiday. On returning to our home, our clock had stopped at the exact time my father had died! Likely just the clock battery died, but very odd.

I woke up in the middle of the night and there was a face in front of me - literally 2” from my face. It wasn’t a friendly face. I rolled away from it, turned the light on and there was nothing there. I’ve never slept in total darkness since and it’s got to have been 20 years ago. I’ve no idea what it was but it absolutely terrified me.

I didn’t believe but then my friend who works in a care home told me this story and now im a bit more.

My friend was looking after a elderly lady with dementia in the care home , let’s call her Agnes, and my friend did nights. Agnes would constantly ring the night bell complaining of a little boy tearing off her bedsheets, giggling and turning her light on/off. My friend and the other staff just played along and assumed it was down to the dementia.

Anyways, Agnes dies after a year or so and a new tenant moves into the room, from another care home never been there before, and within three days was complaining of the same little boy tearing off her sheets! Well my friend hasn’t managed to go in there alone on a night shift since! Spooky!

About two years ago i was stood at my kitchen window just daydreaming when I saw a white staffie with brindle markings run from one side of my garden to the other
I went outside to catch it and there was nothing there
Just put it down to I was either tired or it had somehow got away
Anyway about a week later my son ran-he’d wanted a dog for ages and had seen one for adoption and was on his way to get him
Fast forward a month and he comes to stay,bringing the dog with him
It was the same bloody dog!
Down to the markings on his back and the sightly unusual way he walks

I lost a very dear friend to cancer a few years ago and on the day of her funeral I was talking to my ex on the phone
I got up,still chatting,to get a drink
I shut the fridge door and there was my friend-looking a lot better than she had the last time I saw her
She smiled and faded away-I screamed so loudly I almost deafened my ex

We often see a shadow coming down the stairs-we think it’s the first owner of our house-he passed away leaving the house to his granddaughter who sold to us

16 years ago I was pregnant with twins-I lost one at ten weeks and had a high risk pregnancy
Fast forward to giving birth and we brought our little bundle home
For months we’d hear a baby screaming upstairs,when we where downstairs or downstairs if we where upstairs
we all heard it-when the baby was asleep next to us
We think it was his twin letting us know he was ok
As my son got bigger he’d often mention/play with his twin when he was way to young to be told he had been one

If I’m stressed or upset I often feel a hand stroke my hair-I hope it’s my granddad telling me it’s going to be ok-and it always is

An ex friend lost a baby just after having her son and we often saw a little boy just peaking at us from around doors and windows from the corner of our eye
We all said the name Sam and she finally confessed that’s what her baby would have been called if she’d had a boy

We lost my fil last year-if I think about him,within a few minutes I’ll find a white feather
We lost him at 8:20am and I often look to see what time it is-it always seems to be 20 past the hour

The day after my mum died my toddler daughter kept pointing to the corner of the room and saying hello to her

2 weeks ago I told my dads favourite dad joke to dhs mate. I could just feel my dads presence. I dont think I imagined it - Ive never felt anytjing like it before or since.

My grandad came to tell me his throat wasn't sore any more and he was in a really lovely place when he died. Backstory is : i was 4, i knew he was unwell but didn't know he had throat cancer. He was on holiday with my granny in Portugal and died over there. I came downstairs in the night to tell my mum he had been in my room and said he felt better. Not long after my mum got a call from my granny saying he had died and how on earth were they going to get his body home.

Also definitely had some sort of bogart/poltergeist type thing when my mum bought a new house after divorcing my dad. The cat would often be chased by something we couldn't see. It would wake her from sleeping and she would tear through the house like she was terrified. I would tell it to pack it in. She would hide for a bit watching an apparently empty space then come and snuggle up to me and be generally very clingy. She would do the same with my mum if it was her that had told whatever it was to fuck off.

There would also be strange things like keys in the fridge, one shoe in the bathroom and one in the kitchen, pennies left in the sink.

It left when we did a space clearing and things settled down quite a bit.

Have a helpful one here. Odd things like a sock that has been drying on the maiden and fallen on the floor put back on the maiden but not by me and I am the only one home, or if I can't find a thing i will say give it back and it will turn up again very quickly, sometimes in quite bizzare places (once found my phone among the cups in the middle of the cupboard)

It seems to be extra helpful if I leave it sweets or coffee

[quote Magik01]@forlornlorna wow, I’m so sorry to hear about your dad, but that’s lovely and certainly his way of telling you there is more to life than this side! Are you a believer now?

The whole ghost thing really does creep me out though. I teacher in primary school once said ghosts are just demons pretending to be loved ones and it scared the hell out of me ever since.[/quote]
I'm a believer now. He never once lied to me in life.

Totally read the title as
'Have you ever seen a ghost sprint'

I'm now imagining a Halloween style Olympics... and I haven't even been drinking!

I used to talk regularly to my dead great-grandad when I was a kid. My parents assumed it was an imaginary friend but were very freaked out when they realised there was always the imprint of someone having sat on my bed when I'd had a visit from him. I identified him from photos soon afterwards. I wish I'd known him in real life as he was apparently a wonderful man.

When I got older I used to stay at my great-aunt's house a lot (the family home where my g-grandad lived and died). I used to frequently wake in the night suffering from horrendous shortness of breath and fear. I found out later that was how he died and I was sleeping in the same area of the room he died in.

We also had a lot of issues with spirits in the house I grew up in. We were always asking for things to be returned (usually my gran's jewellery which my mum had inherited and wore regularly). I mainly heard voices rather than seeing the spirit directly but as I got older and my mums BF at the time started pratting around with ouiji boards etc we had some nasty experiences. We were very happy to move out of that house.

I definitely am less sensitive/open to spirits now I'm older and it's very rare I see or hear anything of that nature. I live in an old Georgian house and it's the quietest house I've lived in. Very rare that anything happens here. When I've looked up the history it does seem to have been more used for tenants who then move on after a few years rather than generations of one family living and dying here.

@Soul11Soul

Why would they hang around? Why do some people's parents or grandparents pop by to say hi and others don't. Did my dad not love me enough to come back? How much of our lives do they see/watch? It's all too confusing so Im saying nay.

Yeah, I hate these stories where people talk about their family coming back to comfort them or whatever and thinking cool, I guess my mum wasn't bothered with her two grieving teen children

Oh and I'm not putting much stock in odd cat behaviour when they jump 6 feet in the air if you put a cucumber behind them.