Has anyone actually seen a ghost

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Not, caught something out the corner of your eye or felt a presence, I mean actually seen one, spoken to one etc?

im aware this sounds woo. I don’t think I do believe in them, never seen one but ppl I have spoken to say they have.

maybe some ppl are more receptive to these things or maybe it’s a trick of the mind?

just be interested in anyones experience really

Hmmm I don't think so unless both sisters had the same mobility issue.

You speak as if I'm a bit dim.

When I was around 15, I was woken up around 2am with a rhythmic tapping on my air conditioning unit outside my bedroom window together with a feeling of unease/fear. I went into my parent’s bedroom and asked my dad to swap places with me so I could sleep with my mum.
I fell asleep again and was woken by something on my back and jumped out of bed and the “thing” held on to me and I could feel it sort of holding on to my back swinging a bit as I was jumping around screaming in the bedroom!? My mum chanted some prayers, put the light on and it stopped. We called my dad back to sleep with us and we were settling back to sleep when the home phone rang (so maybe around 2:30am), my dad answered and there was no answer on the other side. I then burst into tears because it all just felt so off.
My mum then took me to a priest/person who does “exorcisms” or whatever and before we told him anything he said that someone had sent the spirit of a cat to me. 👀

You get this quite a bit if you tell people your stories. They always assume that there is what they would call a "rational" explanation - one rooted in the material world - but that you just haven't thought of it yourself.

EITHER because you're too thick to work it our OR (as someone once threw at me as an accusation) you "just want to believe".

People mentioning ghosts not being modern - I remember a MNter mentioning about a timeslip she experienced where she was walking past a pub and suddenly was transported back into 2004 with signs outside the pub for the 2004 Euros and people in early 00's dress. I found that pretty wow, as it's not your stereotypical timelapse where it's in the war, or Victorian times or older. It's pretty modern.

At least one person will ask "Why are ghosts always in Victorian dress?" on these threads as if they're being really clever.

And Curlew Kate pops up on all of them to tell us how silly we all are :). It's comfortingly predictable.

Surely it's more likely you saw similar-looking sisters with the same mobility issue (genetic condition?), or the same woman passing you again, than that you saw a doppelganger?

My mum was always looking after elderly women in the church and would quite often have them stay at our house if they needed convalescent care. One night when I was around 10yo I went up to bed and noticed an elderly woman asleep in my bed. So I went back downstairs to ask where I was going to sleep and my mum said "in your bed". I told her what about the elderly lady so we both went upstairs to look and when we got there the bed was empty and perfectly made. Fast forward to when I was in my teens and my gf stayed over and she woke up one night to see an elderly woman stood at the end of her bed watching her sleep.
It was an odd house and you could always hear movement day or night, stairs creaking and stuff.

Yes I've seen and heard many ghosts throughout my life. Seemingly so did my grandmother. I have come to accept it as part of my life and I think it has something to do with empathy

I didn't think it was a doppelgänger and that wouldn't be very woo. I was thinking more of a glitch in the matrix type of event. There was no way it could have been the same woman passing us again because there wasn't time.

I did imply that I couldn't be certain as I couldn't go back and look at the first woman. I just mentioned it because I don't think I've seen a ghost.

Oh I just did a google search for "time skips Kenilworth" and the first thing that came up was a video of Stewart Lee talking about an experience he had at Fountains Abbey (obviously not in Kenilworth!). He must also be a bit dim and silly...

We lived in a basement flat when we were first married.The cat used to follow things that we couldn't see.The alarm went off one morning and, when I opened my eyes,the old lady who had lived in the flat before us (and had died there) got up off the end of the bed , stood looking towards the huge window and faded away. She had a grey 'wash and set ' hairdo, a blue and white striped jumper and pearl earrings. I didn't feel scared at all .
Books flew off the middle of shelves, things moved, the cat would leap up, yowl and belt out of the flat.Those things were more unsettling

My dad maintained he saw a ghost while on night duty as a policeman. He tried to shake it off as a prank, to a newbie. He thought he saw a woman run across the path under the town bridge and jump into the harbour. He ran to rescue her but there was nothing there, not even a ripple.
Anyway, my gran lived on the harbour and I was staying with her for the holidays. We were walking home one night and there was the same thing, it looked like someone leap into the harbour. We ran to get the rescue ring, but there was no one there….
No, not a ghost but porpoises playing tag under the bridge and late at night in shadow they look like quite human.

One thing is in our Edwardian house visitors would comment on the little girl on our stairs, asking if she was a friend of our daughter’s come to play. As our daughter got older the ‘vision’ was less frequent. When our daughter died, age 22, the funeral director came to visit us. He asked if we were aware our youngest daughter was out of bed…the same vision.

It turns out when the house was first built the family had three daughters and four sons. The youngest daughter died of diphtheria shortly after moving in.
We are the only third owners of this property which is 125 years old.

Decide for yourselves.

I don’t think you’re silly.

@CurlewKate I did mean it in a nice way :). I am actually quite silly!

I've seen one. Actually crossed the road to speak to him, but he disappeared. Vanished into thin air. Nowhere for him to go. The dog I was walking clearly saw him too. Wasn't scared, but was definitely taken aback. Described him to my husband and he recognised him as somebody who used to live in the village and walk around it every night, making sure that all was well. Long dead. The odd thing is that much more recently a friend's husband - new to the village, and who knew nothing about my previous experience - saw pretty much the same thing, from what he described, and found himself hunting around to see where the elderly man had gone! I have also, I think, seen my great grandfather, but that was a very personal experience, at a very particular time, and much more open to sceptical interpretation. But I know what I saw, I know what he said to me, and I know how it made me feel. A beautiful experience, but for me alone, I think.

As a child I asked my mother about the old woman who sat in the ‘story chair’. I then proceeded to describe my great grandmother (my mum’s grandmother) in detail including the way she wore her hair (in a bun at the nape of the neck). My great grandmother died before I was born; I never met her and have never seen a photo of her (I’m not sure any exist). It is worth mentioning that the chair is an old wooden chair that belonged to my great grandmother

Years ago staying in my boyfriend's flat, I woke up in the middle of the night to see two figures standing at the end of the bed. One was a tall man with a kind of gold coloured half helmet with a strip that came down over his nose. He was barechested and covered in blue markings and held a spear upright beside him. Behind him, a foot or two back, was a smaller figure in what looked like a white shroud or nightgown. An adult, but very short. They looked at me, I looked at them...I wasn't frightened, just puzzled. At some stage I lay back down and went to sleep.

The next morning I told my bf what I'd seen, thinking he'd laugh. Oh no. Turns out they visited sporadically and he was quite chuffed I'd seen them! He then proceeded to tell me about the old lady in a rocking chair who was seen in the flat a few doors up, and the nun who kept coming out of a wall in a house on the othe side of the street. That one scared the occupants so much they got a priest in to try an exorcism.

Apparently the priest told them that the whole street was built on top of an old plague pit and people had been seeing things in the area for years. Before it was a plague pit it was an ancient burial ground of some sort.

Some years later I was living in an old farmhouse in Wales and my toddler kept telling me about a man who kept walking along the landing. He said something about an army man, but I didn't see or feel anything and he wasn't scared so I let it go. Some months later a letter arrived for someone I'd no knowledge of, so I opened it to see if there was a return address. It was some kind of booklet to do with WW2 and a particular regiment, do I guessed it must have some connection with the man he was seeing.

Perhaps it's just that if you see someone in historical dress then you know you are seeing a ghost. Whereas ghosts have probably walked among us in contemporary dress loads of times, and people didn't realise they were seeing a ghost because they didn't look remotely unusual or out of place.

Let's face it, if you saw a bloke in a Nike tracksuit and trainers standing at the end of your bed when you least expected it, you wouldn't think 'ghost' you'd think 'burglar.'

No, because they aren't real. There is some interesting research about how the brain can be stimulated in certain areas and people hear, see and feel all sorts of stuff.

Yes, I've noticed that same user too always on these types of threads. I've experienced my own things, I do try to rationalise things, but certain things have no explanation.

My ex partner and our two boys moved into a little terraced house around 7 years ago. The house itself was over 100 years old and was initially built to house railway workers at the turn of the 20th century.
A week or so after moving in, I went on a work night out. When I returned I asked my partner how his night had been. He was shaken and said, "Yeah alright, apart from the f*ing ghosts." He doesn't believe in the supernatural at all. I laughed but he was serious. He said he'd felt the pressure of someone sitting on the sofa and when he turned to look, there was the ghost of a woman sat beside him. He was terrified and said, "She didn't even have the decency to vanish straight away!!" (😂)
He also said that he had seen a little boy running around in the dining room/play room that was attached to the living room.

We have a Jack Russell, who used to stare into the playroom at night and growl incessantly. She would never settle. I kept getting eye infections at the time and was advised to lie down with a hot flannel over my eyes each night for 10 minutes. I would do this in my bedroom, which was directly above the living room. Our dog would lie on my legs every time I did this. She would frequently growl and become worked up during these times. When I would take the flannel off. She would always be staring at the same spot near the window, all the hair on her back stood on end.

Unfortunately, after a year, my partner and I separated but remained living together for a few weeks. During this time, I would often sleep on the couch downstairs. My trusty little dog would never leave my side (despite preferring the bed upstairs) It was really unnerving being down there and again, she would never settle. I would see shadows and she would growl on and off all night. One night, at around 3am, I woke to the sound of the toy fire engines and police cars in the playroom going off. The sirens were blaring and lights flashing. The dog went absolutely ballistic. I moved out not long after.

I wasn't scared though. Spooky things have happened around me all my life and I could tell many more stories! Funnily enough, my ex never felt anything strange in there once I'd left. I moved into a new build 3 years ago and even experienced odd things here. Perhaps, like people have said, it's because I do believe and I always have, but it's hard not to when I've experienced supernatural happenings from a very young age.

Seeing Roman soldiers with "no legs" or the bottom part of their legs missing is common. Some have said it's because they're walking on the original Roman roads

I live next to Middlesbrough! Would love to know more

Another one, not me but someone I used to know. She was a seer and very psychic, so much so that the county police consulted her whenever they hit a dead end in a case. Occasionally she'd be flown abroad to help someone who'd heard of her abilities, but she was old school and always refused payment for her services; she believed she'd been given these gifts to help people and she stuck to that.

Anyway, one day I asked her how and when all this started. She was around 40 and had a heart attack, and when they were putting the paddles on her she left her body and watched from above as her body jerked up, then down, and her head slammed back against the table.

When she woke up in the ward she kept seeing people in olden style clothes walking around the ward and asked the nurse who they were and why they were in fancy dress. The nurse couldn't see them but after a bit of chat admitted that other people had occasionally mentioned the same thing. They figured it was nurses who'd been there in the past as there'd been a hospital on the site for a long time. And that was how it started. She said it freaked her out for a long time as it happened spontaneously, she'd see things, know things on a daily basis and spent a long time coming to terms with it and working out how best to use it. Said she got great help from the spiritual churches, they were the only ones who didn't act like she was weird. She was an amazing lady

I am a completely cynical and logical person, who doesn’t ‘believe’ in an afterlife, but have on three distinct occasions saw people I know, out of context. They have turned and looked at me directly, not spoken, but then turned again into a crowd. Later that day/the next day I found out those people had passed away, roughly when I had ‘seen’ them.

One was my friend’s mum, the other my elderly next door neighbour, another a former colleague. Very strange, not ‘ghostly’ or even eerie at the time, but I can’t explain what I saw.