Ghosts

[daZenfmeister]

I've got a story that I'd like to share and I swear that itstrue even though noone fucking believes me: One winter night along time ago (like 9 years) when I was about 7 I had just logged off of my computer and everyone in the house was asleep and so I hunkered down because it was like 12:58 and my parents hate my staying up late so anyways I turned off all the lights and lay down in my bead, the head of which is directly under a window that faces a forest (Mcmillan mesa for those of us who live in Flagstaff Arizona) and so about two minutes later (1:00 am) I hear this crazy banging on my window in a paced rythmical thumping with slight reveberation (I.E. a fist banging) well I had just put my head under one of my pillows (i like to sleep with my head in a sandwich) I didn't lok out or get up because my friends had done this a few weeks back at like 10:00 pm cause they wanted me to come down and play football on the street with my cool lightup football. But anyways I just lied there wating for it to stop. But I noticed that the banging on the window was perfectly in beat with my heart, which was actually going pretty slow, so the terror started to grip me (C'mon gimme a break I was a 7 year old wimp sheesh) Well the banging lasted like 15 minutes and then just stoped. So I got up ran outside with a flashlight and it had snowed a few feet recently and there were NO signs that anyone had been near my windows and there were no objects even that could have reached it (like treebranches etc) so anyways I made sure of what I had heard and I banged on my window and it sounded EXACTLY like the banging before. Anyways ever since then I get really paranoid around 1:00 am and usually there will be some sort of banging (like a tree branch hitting the building, sometimes really hard!) and yet I can look out my window and there will be NO wind whatsoever. and my parents say they never hear anything and that im just being foolish. Well I know my room is weird and creepy, its ALWAYS colder than the rest of my house even though the thermastat is in my room and it always says something like 80 degrees and yet it feels like 60 (even my parents notice this) anyways I am probably being very stupid and paranoid but sheesh it sucks to live somwhere like that.

[wenchy monkey]

dont be snarky xtc

[RESiNATE]

When I split from the wife (bitch-fuck-bugger-bitch), I had to live back at my dad's house for a while. He owns a 16th century Vicarage (he's not a vicar, by the way ).
The house is DEFINATELY home to a few spirits.
There is a 6yr old girl - I haven't seen her, but my brothers have - she was strangled some time in the past, but she keeps nicking stuff and hiding it about the house...like keys and stuff. One night, she kept playing with the light switches - turning them on and off. that was kinda freaky, but not distressing.

There is also another ghost - an older man who wears a funny hat (my cousin described it as a sombrero(sp?). He was a funny character, mostly harmless, but sometimes got mad...especially if there was a bad vibe in the house, you know?

In the room that I had to stay in, I think there is the most presence.
It is cold all year round, it feels odd, kinda like old.
It could be 100degrees in the rooms around it, but in that room, it was cold as ice.

In the cellar there is a presence also.

I have never knowingly seen a ghost or spirit, but I do feel them - subtle, like.
In the house tha I live in now, I can feel the presence of two spirits - sometimes three.
One is a man - I just sense it as a man - he comes and goes on occasion, and lets his passing be known lol
One is female (I think), and she is here all the time (even as I type this post, I can see flashes of light from the corners of my eyes. I like her, she fills me with comfort - she checks on me frequently lol
The last spirit is very seldom here, but I feel that it is lost - it comes here every couple of months, hangs around for a day or so, then leaves again.

None of them cause me alarm, and (don't laugh) I always say hello when I come into the house (like I would if I had a partner waiting here lol)...

Whenever I 'feel' spirits in my place of living, I always introduce myself, and say something along the lines of "As long as you don't make me jump, then I respect your space - you were here first, but I'd very much like to live here too, in peace and love."

lol...I dunno, it always seems to work for me