I do! In the spirit of Halloween I thought I would share with you my real life ghost story. The house I grew up in and where my parent's still live is haunted. You can ask anyone in my family and they will all agree
My parent's bought the house in 1988 when I was 4 years old. The house had been built in the 60's and my parent's were only the second family to occupy the house. The home is a L shaped ranch style house with my bedroom and parent's bedroom taking up the rear of the house, jutting into our backyard. My mom said that when we moved in my dad and her constantly heard voices coming from the attic and the roof and my mom swore someone had broken into the house. My dad would go outside and check along with searching the house but no one was to be found. My parent's would frequently hear voices but chalked it up to the fact that it was the house settling.
My brother and I also heard voices and what sounded like people talking in the house. My dad worked nights and on nights he was off stayed up very late watching tv. This meant as kids that on nights he had off we would sneak out of bed and stay up late watching tv with dad. So many nights my brother and I would be sneaking into the living room cause we swore we heard the tv on only to walk in and find the tv off and no one in the room. Other weird things occurred, my dad saw a figure of a little boy standing in my brother's room, pots and pans would fall and the voices continued.
The scariest incident happened when I was in 5th grade. My mom started work at 7am and it was up to me to get my brother and I dressed and ready for our neighbors to pick us up for school. I remember this very clearly. My brother had been sleeping in my parent's bed, I had just gotten out of the shower and was reaching for my towel when all of a sudden the hairs stood up on my arms and neck. I remember feeling very cold and my heart started beating furiously. I opened the bathroom door and peered out into the hallway only to hear the sound of what sounded like heavy work boots walking in our kitchen. My dad worked until 8 so there was no way it could have been him. The footsteps continued until they reached the carpeted hallway where I was standing. All of a sudden, our dog who you should not was very aggressive to anybody but the 4 of us ran down the hallway stopping where the hallway met the kitchen. The hair was up on her neck and she was on her back legs clawing and growling at nothing. Eventually she stopped and I immediately called my mom who tried to convince me that it mush have been the wind.
But I knew better. As we continued to live there the weird occurrences slowed down a bit. Probably until my brother and I was in high school. I remember getting a stereo system for my birthday and hooking it up in my room. At random times the stereo would turn on and off, the volume shooting up and down. Always in the middle of the night. Sometimes the back of the house would lose all power yet no fuses were blown . Even our two dogs would sometimes sit at the end of the hallway and refuse to walk down it, both staring at an invisible thing across from them. Freaky stuff
My parent's report that since we have moved out the ghosts seem to have calmed down but sometimes they will still hear what sounds like people having a conversation. And being strictly catholic my parent's still have holy water fountains in certain areas of the house
This past week the hubs and I have been watching alot of horror movies. One night I woke up and swore someone was standing in our living room. Then an hour later I woke up because it sounded like something was rattling in our dryer and I even got out of bed to check it. It was empty. The next night I was telling my hubby and our friends this and they could not stop laughing at me. Well I had the last laugh today. Last night my hubby woke up screaming my name, Katie, Katie and shaking me awake. I woke up and looked over at him, asking What, What's the matter. He just kept staring at the hallway and finally said Oh never mind and went back to sleep. When we woke up he said it had felt like someone was stabbing him in the leg and he wasn't sure it had been a dream. So all day today I have been teasing him, asking him if his leg is red from where someone stabbed him!
So I ask all of you. Do you believe in ghosts? Do you have any creepy ghost stories?