Any of you out there Believe in Ghosts?

[Mer_Adella]

Ok, Halloween is approaching fast, Yahoo is posting everything and anything to keep in time with the halloween spirit. Ghost hunting tips, Haunted places in the USA, etc etc, Why even our own mer SilverSiren is posting games that will make you jump in your seat (I know because I've played a few at work here and my boss asks me why I am so jumpy lmao)

So the question I have is for everyone out there.



Do you believe in Ghosts?

yes i know, possibly controversial topic, but I for one, am a believer. I have seen things I can't explain (and I am a person that HAS to know the answers. Is that cold draft from the window that could be open or not?) I have felt things (no I am not saying that I am a medium, but there are times when I walk into a house or place and just feel so uncomfortable I start to shake and hyperventilate). Do you have any experiences? I would love to hear the time, place, and what you experienced :)

[Mermaid Lei Loni]

I do believe in ghosts. But I've also seen and interacted with them. I don't talk about it much, because it makes me sound a little crazy. I'm Pagan, so it's easy for me to wrap my brain around other worlds. (I know, what in the heck is a Pagan doing in Utah?!) In order to get through college, I did tarot and psychic readings (I'm really quite good, and if anyone here wants an online reading, I'm happy to do it for Mernetwork friends, just PM me.) and part of that was communicating with ghosts. I've even held the occasional seance. They don't scare me anymore, although they used to.

And now I must impart a story, since we've already established my insanity. :)

One night, right as I was about to fall asleep I had this bizzare semi-dream. Normally, I would just assume I had eaten something weird before bed, had too much caffeine, etc. and brushed it off. One of the things I try to do as a believer is leave room for reasonable-doubt. If I can prove that something was not ghost related, then I don't buy into it. It makes the actual experiences that much more real, especially since I've tried to explain them. Anyway, I digress. So I was half asleep, dreaming of being in a hospital-like building. I was lost and confused. I couldn't communicate properly. I didn't understand what was happening to me. I jolted awake. It felt like someone was shouting at me, although it didn't disturb my husband. There was a name running through my head over and over again: Betty Kramer. I thought it was strange to hear a name like this. I've never known a Betty Kramer and I've never seen the name before. Thinking it could be important I wrote it down and went back to sleep. At work the next day I Googled her name. Betty Kramer is a real woman. Who lived only a few blocks away from me during her life. Ironically, she's buried in the same cemetery as my father. I visit his grave often enough to know I've never come across her name on the tombstones. And since she passed away only about a year ago, I know her grave isn't close to his. As I read her obituary, I found out that she had passed away due to complications with Alzheimer's...which would explain the hospital dream (a nursing home) and the state of confusion I had. I still don't know why she contacted me, but the experience was spooky enough that I had to share. :) I'm not one to believe in coincidence, because something like that just didn't seem possible in my logical brain. Yet it happened.

[Mer_Adella]

Well Lei Loni since you shared yours I will share mine,

(i also have dabbled in tarot cards and sometimes I am right about everything and completely wrong the difference is when I am right I feel as if i am looking down on myself reading the cards to someone )

I was in my bed going to bed after a long day of school and work. I laid down then I felt as if someone was staring at me. I looked over by my bookcase and window and I saw my friend Michael standing there. He had died only a month ago from strangulation (accidental). I was scared because I had refused to look into the coffin at the funeral because you could see the marks on his neck. As he stood there in my room just staring at me, I asked "what do you want Michael". He smiled at me and I felt at ease, like he was letting me know he was ok. Then he disappeared. I had known Michael since I was 5 years old, his mother babysat me after kindergarten class. We grew up together and were good friends. I was comforted by the fact that he had smiled at me and looked as if he did in highschool before he died.

Thats the good story, and now for the bad.

My friend Abbie has an old centenial farm house near my parents. We always loved to roam the property and see what we could find and figure out if it was a 100 years old. Her brother lived in the largest room in the house in the upstairs. We were never allowed into his bedroom. When he moved out, Abbie moved into that room. We noticed that there was a small door that we figured went to a crawlspace. One night we thought it would be fun to go through the door. Armed with flashlights in each hand and pepperspray (dont ask me why we choose to carry it) we went throught the door and looked around. Upon exploring we found another door that opened to a steep set of stairs. Following them, we notcied that the floor was dirt and it was quite cold and wet. there was a long walk and came upon a nother door, this time it lead out into their barn. We thought it was sweet that we found a secret way to get into the barn from the house. As we looked around the barn (which we had done MANY times before) we kept hearing the sound of pigs. they didn't have any pigs. There was an old saw rigged to something that reminded me of a spindle. Abbie told me how that was what they used to cut the pieces off the pigs for preparing to eat them. I called her a liar and she walked away from me. The saw started moving (slowly) and we heard someone start to cry. We both ran for the door back to the tunnel but it was locked from the inside. We ran to the house and banged on the door to get her mom up. She then scolded us about going into that tunnel when she was sure that it wasn't safe. As we went to bed that night we worried about what had happend in the barn. We kept quiet to see if we could hear anything. I had fallen asleep and woken up to Abbie screaming. She said that she had a nightmare that she had cut off a little black girls hand and was mad at her. she had used the saw in the barn. Then things got freaky when the crawl space door in the bedroom started shaking as if someone were pounding on it. we heard some sobbing from behind it. We slept downstairs that night and abbie then moved into her old bedroom. We found out that her Great Great Great grandmother had been yelling at a helping hand while in the barn and reached out to grab the girl by the arm and the girl had pulled her arm away, putting it right into the saw. The girl had ran through the tunnel and died in it from bleeding out. It was pure accidental but I guess the girls ghost doesn't see it as that way.

[roamingmer]

Intuition or dreams? Ghost or more to reality than our brains accept? I am lucky; i have been told my intuition is very strong, normally correct even when others dont believe it in themselves until after. We learned a long time ago not to listen to our innerselves and nature. We learned to accept the rule of one god or prophet or enlightened one. Animals have spirits we just forgot to listen.

Pagan in USA? Read jamie sams... Dont listen blindly but follow what your heart and intuition tell you - not what society and family might say

[Morticia Mermaid]

You dabble in Tarot Adella? Me too ^^

My story is a little more... physically involved

I had just graduated high school and we were in the process of moving to another part of the state. Now, I already knew there was something (or several) in the house as we would see lights dancing above the TV. My parents had left for the weekend to take my brother to Baker City. While they were gone, the fan in my brothers old room had turned on by itself, and not just a little bit, it was on high. I went in and tried to turn it off but it would shut off, so I unplugged it and went back to packing stuff up. 30 minutes later it turned on again, something had plugged it back in and turned it on. I unplugged it again and packed it into a box. When my parents got back we started getting the kitchen packed up. Since I was moving to my grandpas, my parents were planning on staying in the camper trailer until they could find a house. I was carrying one of the thick (around 1/4-1/2" thick) mixing bowls, 3 plates, and a couple cups out to the trailer. I walked out the back and was walking down the steps when I was suddenly falling. I ended up somehow landing 15ft away from the stairs, drove my knees into the plates (shattering them) and the cups ended up rolling into the trees. I don't remember exactly how I had ended up so far from the stairs, kind of mini black out. When I finally had the nerve to move I began picking up the glass, crying my eyes out (mainly from shock). I hadn't realized what had happened or just how far from the stairs I had landed, I had thought I had stepped in a hole the dog dug under the steps. I asked if anyone saw what happened and my uncle was the only one who saw anything. He said it looked like I had been picked straight up and like someone had thrown/pushed me out away from the house.

Ever since I have had a lot of stuff happen. Things around me being thrown. Black shadow figures moving through my studio when I was living alone. Pushed down the stairs at school. I've gotten used to it, generally just blame it on my own clumsiness.

[Merman_Ryan]

Atheist mer here. While I do find the paranormal interesting I have seen no proof to their existence.

[Mermaid Lei Loni]

My friend Abbie has an old centenial farm house near my parents. We always loved to roam the property and see what we could find and figure out if it was a 100 years old. Her brother lived in the largest room in the house in the upstairs. We were never allowed into his bedroom. When he moved out, Abbie moved into that room. We noticed that there was a small door that we figured went to a crawlspace. One night we thought it would be fun to go through the door. Armed with flashlights in each hand and pepperspray (dont ask me why we choose to carry it) we went throught the door and looked around. Upon exploring we found another door that opened to a steep set of stairs. Following them, we notcied that the floor was dirt and it was quite cold and wet. there was a long walk and came upon a nother door, this time it lead out into their barn. We thought it was sweet that we found a secret way to get into the barn from the house. As we looked around the barn (which we had done MANY times before) we kept hearing the sound of pigs. they didn't have any pigs. There was an old saw rigged to something that reminded me of a spindle. Abbie told me how that was what they used to cut the pieces off the pigs for preparing to eat them. I called her a liar and she walked away from me. The saw started moving (slowly) and we heard someone start to cry. We both ran for the door back to the tunnel but it was locked from the inside. We ran to the house and banged on the door to get her mom up. She then scolded us about going into that tunnel when she was sure that it wasn't safe. As we went to bed that night we worried about what had happend in the barn. We kept quiet to see if we could hear anything. I had fallen asleep and woken up to Abbie screaming. She said that she had a nightmare that she had cut off a little black girls hand and was mad at her. she had used the saw in the barn. Then things got freaky when the crawl space door in the bedroom started shaking as if someone were pounding on it. we heard some sobbing from behind it. We slept downstairs that night and abbie then moved into her old bedroom. We found out that her Great Great Great grandmother had been yelling at a helping hand while in the barn and reached out to grab the girl by the arm and the girl had pulled her arm away, putting it right into the saw. The girl had ran through the tunnel and died in it from bleeding out. It was pure accidental but I guess the girls ghost doesn't see it as that way.

That is a terrifying story! It's almost like something from a movie (perhaps you should write a screenplay and pitch it to Hollywood!). I've had my fair share of nasty ghosts, and frightening ones. I've learned that the best way to deal with them is to not acknowledge them. There's an old Wiccan saying that "to give evil a name, is to give it power".

[Mer_Adella]

I believe in that saying Lei Loni "to give evil a name, is to give it power". Great saying. Actually, her mom noticed the crying and called in a medium and they related the same story that my friend dreamed about and the truth. now there is nothing paranormal about that house.

[Mermaid Lei Loni]

That's good. :) Maybe the little girl just needed to get her frustrations out. Or maybe by going through the door in the first place created some residual haunting. Like playing a broken record. I still don't know that I would be able to live in that house. :S

[Demi]

I guess i am what you would call pagan too, eventhough we don't have a word for it in danish, the closest would be wiccan or witch and i voted "I have no clue" since... well i've never experienced any "ghost-activity" so i don't feel that i can say yes, but i won't rule it out either. I am very skeptical about it, primerely because of the fantasy that humans have, but who am i to rule it out. :p

[Mermaid Margarete]

Creeeepy stories guys!
:eek:
I had an encounter with a mischievous spirit as a little girl which has left me believing there are other forces at work that we can't see. I'm a very logical person, so it usually throws people when they discover this side of me.

My friend and I also do celtic tarot card readings for each other - it's kinda scary how acurate they can be! But we just do them for fun and to help us look at our lives better - I think they can help bring to mind things that might be more in your subconscience (at the very least).

[Mermaid Cascada]

I suppose I do :p I definitely think it's possible. My mom told me that when I was little I used to walk around talking to someone named Johnny. This sounds normal and like it might be a case of having a child making up an imaginary friend but... before My mom adopted me she fostered a little boy named Shawn. Shawn also walked around talking to someone named Johnny. Shawn and I have never met which led my mom to believe that there might of been a ghost in our house.

[EnidDarkWater]

I think at this given point in my life with my beliefs, I am very prone to beliving that ghosts along with alot of other things live amung us without us ever even knowing.That being said I've always enjoyed the strange and different and don't find my self being scared or freaked out by many things,especially since my grandmother was a cemetery grounds keeper :) so I spent alot of time there when I was very young and the current house I live in is a 13 room victorian house who's front half was a small hospital and the parlor( sitting room) was in fact used for wakes.Alot of people get uncomfortable/freaked out when they come over here and are left along for long periods. I think those of us more comfortable and connected to the world are more prone to seeing ghosts or spirits and they just like people to know they are still there for the most part

[Mer_Adella]

I honestly think that your right eniddarkwawter. BUT i also believe that the skeptics and "fraidy kats" are more prone to the darker entities. I know a couple of my friends have witnessed horrible things before whilst I have seen the friendlier aspect while doing ghost hunts. one friend in particular was in the basment sitting against my back (we were sitting back to back) and i watched an orb zoom across the room in front of me, i watched carefully and watched it make a turn to zoom in front of my friend. i told her to watch it, she said it disappeared and then she was slapped in the face. she started freaking out and as she tried to calm herself down something else would happen, books falling off shelves around her, footsteps following her. while all this was going on i was hearing a little girl laughing and seeing more orbs.

so i think that those that are scared and fear the apparitions or ghosts are more prone to have "bad" experiences.

[Winged Mermaid]

I do. If not ghosts in particular, then just different forms of energy. Energy makes up everything, and even thought can manipulate it. Some energy just shifts form. I've never had any confrontational occurrences with any energetic anything. But my Dad's house.. that place has something going on that isn't right. Even the people I know who are skeptics and think this stuff is a bunch of bull can feel the energy shift when they go in that house, and it freaks them out. The upstairs is the worst. My sister and brother have both seen things, but me it's like someone is looking at you and wants to hurt you or wants you dead. Horrifying malice. My room was unnaturally cold as well. When I go home to visit my father, I still refuse to go upstairs unless I absolutely have to. Yeah, there are two awesome comfy beds up there, but I'd rather spend the night on the non-back-friendly couch instead. There were friends of mine and of my sibling's that wouldn't want to come over because they were too uncomfortable. The only person that can't feel it is my father, but honestly I think whatever it is feeds off of his negativity.

I'm definitely sensitive to negative energetic imbalances. Even if it's just negative energy coming off of someone else or in a certian situation, or if it's something attached to a place. I always try and tell myself that I'm just imagining things and to get over it/ignore it. Like my last apartment and the 2nd bedroom. I'd always feel the need to close the door to that room and felt like I'd be disturbing someone if I went in too often. Then two different friends came over two separate times. After I walked them to their cars they said that they didn't want to say it inside, but there seems to be an old woman in the 2nd bedroom. Basically that she's annoyed we're here in her apartment, and she views us as annoying kids in her space. But that I shouldn't try and talk to her or acknowledge her, becuase they got the feeling that if I did she would realize she could communicate back and try and get us out.
That kind of thing happens a lot. I can feel that there's something going on, but I don't have the same intuitive insight as other people do so I almost never know what. I only "saw" something (don't laugh, but it seriously felt like I was seeing with another set of my own eyes) once. It was a split second flash with a lot of mental imprints in it, like getting a bunch of information about it all at once. It was a shadow of a man, but the more I concentrated on recalling the flash, the more the mental imprints "unfolded" and I "saw" more of him. It was so strange! I brushed it off as an overactive night time mind, until some other friends ended up clarifying that same thing in the same space.



I must say, I do love tarot! I can have trouble seeing the big picture in life when it pertains to myself (forest for the trees kind of deal) and it helps with that. I know people have different beliefs about tarot, but honestly I don't think there is anything mystical about them. They just help exercise your intuition/subconscious and help you gain perspective in relation to your situation or question. The subconscious is far more powerful than most people give it credit for, and I think it's a wonderful tool for people to take time and actually listen to what it has to say.

Some even believe that the higher self (the divine in yourself) is responsible for divination, and is merely a translation tool to help you gain knowledge that your higher self feels you should know. Like with pendulums. If it swings one way it means one thing, if it swings another way it means another thing. You hold one end of it, and whatever micro movements your body makes it amplifies it enough so you can see it. So what ends up happening is your subconscious or higher self (which ever you believe in) already knows the answer, and ends up moving your body in a very small way enough that it moves and is amplified via the pendulum. That's why pendulums can read falsely if you're not good at clearing your mind. You end up making it the answer that you want to hear. Which is why I don't work with them so well, haha :P

See? Not so "mystical" is it? Doesn't mean that they're any less helpful though. I tell you, sometimes I just laugh at my tarot readings because they're basally saying, "Told you so. Dumbass." XP

[Merman_Shawn]

I'm an Atheist that believes in ghosts. Kinda funny, no? lol
Just because I don't believe in a higher power, doesn't mean I don't believe there are entities outside our realm of detection.
I too have had experiences I can't explain. Like an apparition of a Native American in an elk skin walking vertically up the side of a cliff... It's all very fascinating.

[happyguava]

I must say, I do love tarot! I can have trouble seeing the big picture in life when it pertains to myself (forest for the trees kind of deal) and it helps with that. I know people have different beliefs about tarot, but honestly I don't think there is anything mystical about them. They just help exercise your intuition/subconscious and help you gain perspective in relation to your situation or question. The subconscious is far more powerful than most people give it credit for, and I think it's a wonderful tool for people to take time and actually listen to what it has to say.

Some even believe that the higher self (the divine in yourself) is responsible for divination, and is merely a translation tool to help you gain knowledge that your higher self feels you should know. Like with pendulums. If it swings one way it means one thing, if it swings another way it means another thing. You hold one end of it, and whatever micro movements your body makes it amplifies it enough so you can see it. So what ends up happening is your subconscious or higher self (which ever you believe in) already knows the answer, and ends up moving your body in a very small way enough that it moves and is amplified via the pendulum. That's why pendulums can read falsely if you're not good at clearing your mind. You end up making it the answer that you want to hear. Which is why I don't work with them so well, haha :P

See? Not so "mystical" is it? Doesn't mean that they're any less helpful though. I tell you, sometimes I just laugh at my tarot readings because they're basally saying, "Told you so. Dumbass." XP

Totally agree with everything you said, Iona. Tarot cards can be funny in that way, they let you know what you kind of knew all along but just get you to see the bigger picture and see things in another way, I guess. Love love love my tarot cards.

So I'm a witch as well, and yes I do believe in ghosts. I've studied watered-down forms of shamanism, which I love, and it really gives you a bigger picture of the different worlds and travelling around on the astral, if you're into that sort of thing. I therefore believe that a lot of ghosts are travelling about in our world in the same way - I probably look like a ghost to astral beings too!

I've never had any major dramatic encounters with ghosts, just little things. The scariest is the knocking on windows in my house that comes from nowhere, that's pretty creepy. But other than that it's just voices and energies in the middle of the night (I consider myself very empathetic and sensitive to shifts in energy, much like what Iona described), seeing orbs and faery-like things wandering around, even silly things like feeling my mattress move under me while I'm sitting on it, almost like it's "breathing". Just little things to remind me that the paranormal world is there I guess. The only actual conversation with a ghost I had was when I was a small child of 3 or so and I would regularly go into our lounge room and talk to "the lady". I never knew her name.

I'm absolutely fascinated by all these stories, I love reading about the paranormal :)

[Azurin Luna]

I believe in ghosts, I've even glimpsed our house ghost at my parents house. He is like an guardian angel over my parents house as he moved with use from were my parents lived at first. Only my mother and I have seen him and he only shows up for a short moment when something is about to happen to the family, like a forewarning, but we never hear what he has to say. I've had some encounters with bad ghosts, but ignoring them usually helped. Some sad ghosts also came to me, to tell me their story, usually not with words but with images, it helped them to move on.

I feel alot of ley line energies too, at Stone Henge was a pretty hefty experiance. I was there with my class at a trip to England and as I was walking around with my best friend I suddenly turned pale and felt sick at one part of the circle, but when I moved slightly further everything was alright again. It was a really odd feeling and I scared my friend as she didn't feel anything. Same thing happened in Chantebury Chatedral (sp?) One of the wings there had like ice chilling aura about it, later when I read the book about it, it showed that an important person was brutally murdred there many years ago.

I also worked with Tarot cards, though I rarely do it now. I laid out the Celtic crosses for people and one time it was a 'bad' one. The person I was laying the cards for was going to lose a friend of her, he would die, but from that a new friendship, and a close one would develop. We were both very sceptic about it and I told her that it wouldn't have to come out. Oddly enough it did, she did lose a friend and gained a new one because of it. They were now living hapily together and she thanked me for it, cause it somehow had her prepared for it, even if she didn't truly believed it. I was shooked to hear it actually came out and it really took me a long time before I dared to pick up my cards again.

[Mer_Adella]

When I look into my tarot cards, I use the Celtic cross as well. I tried other variations but honestly I felt more of a "pull" when using the celtic cross. I can't really explain it. These are all interesting stories. Most people usuallly aren't as forth coming with any and all experiences they have had. I don't mind skeptics or non-believers, your beliefs are yours just as mine are mine. But I am glad that most of you are entering votes into the poll and telling your experiences. I was actually contacted by my local ghost hunter group to come with them this sunday to a local bar that has had some major activity. I've known the leader of the group for some time and he knows that I look to see if that cold draft is coming from a window or was paranormal and he likes that about me. He also likes that I can get "feelings" off of spirits if they are present. He has watched me once break down in tears and screaming out a name, once he removed me from the room I stopped crying and listened to the EVP. As I was crying and yelling at someone there was a woman in the back ground laughing hysterically (like insane laughter). Which the story goes, in that house there lived two sisters (Emagine and Sarah). Emagine had never wanted to be married and Sarah was being courted. Emagine was jealous of Sarah for wanting to be married and moving away. So Emagine invited the gentleman over and killed him in front of Sarah. She then killed her sister and blammed it on the gentleman as a murder-suicide. So I am sure that sarah wanted everyone to know that it wasn't her love that killed her but her sister for not wanting to live alone.

it was creepy sure, but i thought it was interesting to know that something that literally happened 164years ago was just now coming to light that what was written in the police reports were wrong (that it wasn't a murder-suicide but a double murder).

[MerAnthony]

WOW!! It's amazing on how many people have had some type of experience of one type or another. As some people do not beleive I do. As I have had first hand experience while growing up. Even though I was young at the time I still remember it still to this day like it was yesterday an I'll never forget them for I have had more then one in two different states.
To start out I'll set the the time frame. When I was about 8 or 9 years old my family and I were Really good friends with another family.We would tons of stuff together. (take trips, boating, game parks, picknicks ) you name it we might have done it. Well on one of our trips we went to the catskill game farm in New York.An as kids we played a game on the way there. We would pick out houses that we would like to own. Well the houses that we were picking were big an white. After a few years after the trip the mother and the children were in a nasty car wreck. The mother died at the hospital, the son was in a coma for about 4 months ,the middle girl had a compound break and was in a body cast, and the littlest just had a broken arm. We were living in New Haven Connecticut at the time. After the son came out of the hospital the father and the children moved into our home with us. The boy and I had a room up stairs with a door and the 3 girls slept in the other room.
While one day we were playing up stairs by our rooms my mother would hang clothes line during the winter so we could have clean sheets and stuff. Well on the lines were clean sheets and we were playing between them, the sheets started to move like there was a heavy wind going through. ( mind you this is winter and the windows had plastic covering them). We ran down stairs so fast we almost fell. I told my mother what was going on and she thought I was kidding.So I told her go look and she did, she saw the sheets moving as we explained. But that is not all that happened. During the summer just after the boy came home, we would lock our door because the girls liked to mess with us while we were sleeping. Well during the summer while we were sleeping I heard something. It was our door to our room( it was locked)I looked up and saw the door to our room open an then close. I looked and didn't see anything. Then I saw the window close and the blankets being pulled up on both of us. Then the door opened again and close. I got up and went to check the door it was still locked.
After a few months had passed the father of the children had decided to move to Florida but before he left with his children he gave my mother and father the money from his wifes death inheritance for us to buy a house. That is when we moved here to upstate NY In 1980. The house we picked was a big white house. Shortly after we moved in we started to hear strange noises comming from the attic. My father had not finished it yet by putting flooring down so we could walk up there. We started to hear a rocking chair upstairs, which there was none in the house anywhere. An our little dog (chawowwa) would go nuts barking at the wall when nothing was there. After a while my mother figured out who it was. One day we heard the rocking chair during the day my mother yelled " Ok Mary we know you are here" after that it stopped.(still no rocking chair in the home) After that there were a few things that happened but I don't remember them. I think still to this day that she is still watching over us.

[Nykur]

Na, not really, although maybe in other more fleshy paranormal creatures

[Mermaid Saphira]

I do believe in ghost, but I don't want to. The whole idea that there are spirits out there, things we can't see, just freaks me out.
My little cousin Kalie..I swear speaks to ghosts. She will even admit to it. She's only 5, so no one but myself believes her.
Often times, when she is in a room by herself or w/ one other person, she will begin talking to someone that isn't there.
It's like, she is really looking at someone and it freaks me out.
I was once in a room w/ her while she was talking to "herself". I figured she had an imaginary friend, and so I went about my business.
I walked back a few moments later and she was still talking. I was walking towards her to ask her if she had an imaginary when I got
this strange and unreal feeling. I realized then that this was no imaginary friend and thought about who is could possibly be.
Her grandmother! That is who it is! I thought to myself. Kalie's grandmother had died a little while after she was born, but she doesn't know
it, she still talks to her as if she was alive. Sometimes she will ask her grandfather "What happened to the lady that use to live with you?"
He will reply "She passed away." She will look at him for a moment and say "No, she didn't. I saw her the other day." Everyone just laughs
like she is making jokes, but she really is serious..she is seeing her grandmother's ghost!

** sorry for my rambling, I just don't know any other way explain it :P

[Mermaid Saphira]

I would also like to add that I my mom knows 2 other people who have had ghost experiences..

Her first friend experiences her fathers presence alot. She can hear him tapping on the window or walking around. One time, she was painting her house and the paint can spilled...foot prints immediately started walking off into the distance. The next day she was still painting and the paint brush started moving around almost as if someone was trying to help paint the wall. She knew it was her father and has been talking to him ever since.

Her other friend, who is currently living with us at the moment, is experiencing her fathers presence as well. The day before we released balloons in honor of his birthday, the balloons were moving around as if there was a gust of wind coming from the window but the window was not open. The day of the releasing, one of the balloons we let go of did not move, it simply hovered above the ground like someone was holding it (note that is was extremely windy out!), it eventually flew off.

** my apologize if this is rambled and put together quicky...it is lol! trying to hurry ;)

[MerAnthony]

I know as well that my sister believes. The other day when I was talking to her on the phone she has a music box that has not been wound in years.(it was our dads) Well she went into her room to get something and it started to play. When she came out it stopped. Now our dad passed away 4 years ago to the day on the 17th of this month. My daughter that lives with my sister was his fave grandaughter. I think he is watching over my daughter.

[Mermaid Saphira]

^ I have heard that spirits will try to let you know they are there and watching over you by winding up toys or making things go off. Perhaps it was ur father just trying to let you know he was there :)

[Jadestone]

Nope :)

I just haven't seen enough empirical proof. I do believe the human mind is a very powerful thing and often people actual do "see/hear" things and aren't just making stuff up, but it's the brain doing the work in my opinion.

I'm a scientist at heart I suppose <3

[MerAnthony]

^ I have heard that spirits will try to let you know they are there and watching over you by winding up toys or making things go off. Perhaps it was ur father just trying to let you know he was there :)
That could be Saphira . I have had things like that happen sence my dad passed away.