My Story: I have had several experiences with what I believe to be spirits. When I was younger, my
Mom found me talking to myself in our living room. She asked me who I was speaking to, and I told her it was “the ghost boy”. I was way too young to even know what this meant, but my mom has always believed in the paranormal, while my dad is a complete sceptic. Years later, we were living in an old house that had belonged to our neighbor as a child. He and his father built the house themselves and it had a huge basement with little alcoves and passages. I refused to go down in the basement because I said it was scary and made me feel weird. My mother, and young brother said that they had both seen a man in the basement wearing military garb. The odd thing is,
My mom never told us kids what she had seen because she didn’t want to scare us, but my brother reported that he had seen the exact man that she had, without knowing about her experience. What makes it even weirder, is that
My dad (again, a huge sceptic) said he had seen the man too, but didn’t say anything about it until my brothers insident. My last experience with a spirit was in a beach house that we rented up in Delaware. It was old and everything the owners had was left in the house; even tooth paste and shampoo from years ago. It had been vacant forever because the owner had Alzheimer’s and was living with her daughter. I was sitting in the living room when I saw what I believed to be one of my brothers walking out of the mudroom and into the kitchen. I called out their names to see which one it was, when my mom called from the porch on the opposite side of the house and said everyone was in there. All the doors in the house would randomly open and all the clocks were frozen at the same time. This may seek hoaky to some, but I believe that in all these incidents there was a spirit of some kind.