Do you believe in Ghosts?

If you do why? If you don't why not? I do because our old house used to be a nursing home. We'd always see darting shadows from the corners of our eyes, and we always felt watched. My mom once went out to the burn-barrel to burn the trash when she heard a sad music box song drifting from the fire. I once saw a man sitting in the corner of my room right before we moved...so like two years ago...he was talking to me, but I didn't know what he was saying. I'm 13 now and am still afraid of ghosts, but think they're fasinating. At the time, I pulled the covers over my head and plugged my ears, squinting away the figure. My mom once saw a head at the end of her bed, it was an older lady and she was scowling at her. Please tell me your stories!! One day, I'd love to write a book on paranormal activity! I'd like to hear any 'encounters' you've ever had!! Please remember one!

It's all in your head. you probably watch too many ghost movies or read too many ghost stories. If you have a strong belief that ghost exist then maybe thats why you think you have seen them.

I believe in Spirits because 15 years ago when I had my youngest child I lost all of the blood in my body and went into a coma. While I was in that coma, a man came to me and told me that I couldn't die because I had a new born daughter who needed me and that I was the only one who could take care of her. At the time I didn't know that I'd had a daughter because I'd had an emergancy C-section and they had to put me to sleep, and I'd been told that I was having a son. Also I'd never met my daughter's grandfather because he died when her father wlas six years old, and I'd never been to his mother's house because she lived out of state and I'd spent most of the pregancy in bed. So it wasn't until three months later when we go to introduce her to her grandmother that I saw a picture and realized who ahd come to me in the hospital. The next time that it happen to me was when her father was really sick from drinking to much and we were trying to get him into rehab. Her grandfather came to my daughter to let her know that she was going to be ok and that he would take care of her father. She calls him grandpa Joe and she was only three years old. She didn't know that Joseph was both her grandfather and father's middle name. She just knew that Grandpa Joe said that daddy was going to be alright. Her grandpa Joe came to her a few times more until her father and I seperated. He came back on more time to tell her that she would be ok and that he'd see her in atime when God called her home. She hasn't seen him since.

Yes, I believe in ghosts.. are you sure you want to hear my stories?

Ok. When I was like 4 or 5 years old, I still didn't know what ghosts are, or in other words, still didn't have an idea that ghosts exist or what do "ghosts" mean. Then I was in my nanny's room. At the window (there, you'll have our full dirty kitchen view). I was standing (I was a very little girl before) at the window, watching my mom and older sister preparing for a party. Then when I saw the table, I noticed a woman under it, at her knees dancing like a woman in a club while STARING AT ME. I kept on laughing and when my nanny asked me, I pointed the girl under the table (she was still dancing at her same position), but she didn't able to see her. I insisted then my nanny told me that if there's really a girl under it, don't make an eye-to-eye contact. But I still did. Then from that day on, I started experiencing these kind of stuffs.

One night (I was 6 years old), I was going to bed(my feet faced the large window of the room). Then clearly, I saw my sister outside the window. Then I called her, but she didn't respond and didn't move. Then I told my mom about it. She got angry with me because she thought I was playing tricks with her because my sister was out of town, she said. Whoa!!

Here is my third story, my ex-boyfriend died when I was 16 years old. He died in a gang fight. He was shot 5 times. Anyway, during the 1st day of his burial ceremony, I had a dream, he talked to me to get his wallet out of his car and give it to his parents. I did that. And you know what, his parents told me that his wallet was like an album of my pictures! Then after his last day of burial, my cousin, Jamie, was about to leave out of town for her studies. She's about to leave me alone, to be exact. Then that night, she had a dream that her clothes were also buried together with my ex-boyfriend's body. She got scared and stayed for another one week at our house. Then after 3 months before my birthday, I had a dream again, I woke up one morning and at our living room, I clearly saw my ex-bf, I asked him why he's there (from the fact that he's dead), he told me that I should forget it first and celebrate my birthday. Hahaha. Then here it is, during his birthday (16 days after my birthday), I had a dream again. I was sitting in a bus. Then when i turned, I saw him sitting behind me. I asked him again why he's there. Then, he told me this: "I was busy playing basketball that afternoon when those guys pulled me into that fight! Then during the fight, they left me!" Then I asked him who shot him, then I suddenly woke up. After that, I called his friends about the real story before the fight happened, and I confirmed it. He WAS REALLY PLAYING BASKETBALL BEFORE HE GOT INTO THAT FIGHT. I didn't know until I had this dream. I swear to God.


That's it for today. I'm tired..hahaha..

yes.

NO! And I won't until I see one in flesh and blood!

I don't beleive in ghosts. I beleive people beleive in what they want to beleive in.

No! All about ghosts are russ.

yes there is ghosts its true but we must not try to be near from them because they are dangers .before u must know and read and have very strong personalty to treat them.don't think about it now if u must know them well.