I once saw the ghost of Sarah Brocklebank in york
She lived in york at micklegate bar,her father was the gatekeeper and on her 7th birthday,someone mislaid the keys to the gates to the bar walls
They ended to homeless and she spent the rest of her life looking for them,before dying and she's often seen around york,still looking for the keys
I know what I saw-my ex saw her too
I've also seen my best friend in my kitchen,on the day of her funeral
I often ask my darling grandad to send me a sign and within the day i see or hear something that he loved in life
I was once sat on my sofa (not in the house I live in now) watching TV,when an orb (about the size of a footbal) came down from the ceiling,hovered and vanished
My dd was about 9 when she was in bed asleep
I was just getting into bed when I heard screaming
She'd woken up and I couldn't calm her down for ages
She said a 'Mr with a bad eye,sliver hair,a dodgy fingernail and no feet was stood in my doorway'
It must have been my grandad (who died 5 years before she was born and my mother withheld all pictures from us out of jealousy and spite)
He was blind in his left eye,had silver not grey hair,an accident at work left him with no finger nail on one finger and had really bad feet
It was a comfort that he'd come back to watch over her
My two boys once needed the toilet in Hull and the nearest ones where in the prospect centre
They where at that age where they where too old to come with me into the ladies,but would fight/mess about in the gents (I seem to remember they where aged about 5/6 and 7/8)
I sent them in with firm instructions to 'go in,do what you need to do,wash your hands and come out'
I'm standing outside with my foot in the door and in they went
I could hear them but not see them
All of a sudden both shot out,white faces and pure fear written all over them
They said they seen an 'old mr with army clothes and wooden crutches with one leg'
We got the hell out of there and back to my exs flat with me promising to Google it once we where back
It is built on an old hospital (either ww1 or ww2-i can't remember) and treated wounded soldiers-quite a few had limbs blown off
I asked ds2 (now aged 25) a year or so ago and he swore that they'd both been telling the truth-theyd gone into one toliet cubicle together and locked it behind them
The lock and started to slide open by itself and that scared them so they'd come out and saw him,he seemed to be wispering something to them,but they panicked and ran out to me
He did admit to neither washing their hands but just ran to the door but didn't admit to this at the time as they thought I'd send them back in!