Have you ever seen a Ghost

Yes ! In our house and often !

What a really interesting thread this morning. I wish l had a ghostly tale to tell you but sadly not. However l have seriously enjoyed those of you who have! Who knows what is out there whether real or in our subconscious, l like to keep an open mind but yes, l do believe in ghosts!

My Dad died when my youngest son was 3, a few days after his death my son was waving out the window into our back garden, I asked him who he was waving too & he said ‘Grandad, he’s on the swing’…..so I waved too!

I haven't seen a ghost but both my mother, father and grandmother did.
My father used to go to a café to read his newspaper; came home one day and said he'd seen Mr X in the cafe. Mr X had died 2 weeks earlier.
Nan said that she saw family members (deceased) round her bed, she died that night.
I have a personal wormhole that things disappear into - one day my husband was looking for his car keys; we searched everywhere, no luck. Walked into the kitchen and they were there on the island, where we had looked before. My daughter's favourite toy (small furry hedgehog) went missing (it went everywhere with her - school, shopping, bed).
We searched everywhere, stripped the bed but he was nowhere. About 6 months later I went up to switch on her electric blanket, saw a bump in the bed and there was Albert under the duvet.
Earrings also go missing.

I am a real sceptic but the last words my dad said to me was that they would soon come and see our new house, he was perfectly well then, a few months later he became ill, I was sitting at home one evening and suddenly the lounge door opened, no winds, no draughts, nothing, never happened before or in the 19 years since, it was 8.10 in the evening, my mum phoned me later to say dad had died at 8.10 that evening, still think it a coincidence but ……

Apparently, as a child, I used to ask my Mum in the morning to "tell that little boy to stop climbing in the window". MANY years later, I was reminded of this when a nephew would climb in the window.

One night, I saw a head made up of brightly-coloured, sparkly squares come in the door. My Mum thought it was probably her Dad, who died before I was born.

I feel so comforted by reading most of these posts

because I like to believe in the Spirit World.. lots of reasons, I am a Christian, attend church (just so`s you know! LOL)

my dad told me he saw his mil at the foot of the bed when he was newly married to my mum, and she told him to take care of my mum... he was not a man to have fancies!

me? don`t think I have ever seen one, but certainly "experience" or is it my imagination... I have heard my mum, calling up the stairs to me to get up, many, many mornings when I was younger and working... I have and do still feel (how to describe that feeling?) her with me, some times very strongly, other times....

and that is something I do believe in, that our human language just cannot adequately describe anything from another world, the other world? I do believe there is another Spirit world..

my husband died 2 years ago, and with the covid stuff, I am not doing so good, I do know I feel him, or is it Jesus? that I do not know,, who it is , but I feel someone behind me, nice feeling, comforted almost with arms around me,, I feel that quite a lot lately.

and yes, thinking... I often see a small animal around me, I have a cat, and thinking it is her, well it isn`t.. is it my beloved Sheltie who died a few years back, still miss her terribly.

i feel certain about what happened to me many years ago at about the age of 7 , because it was so boring. I was a bright child and the eldest, and used to make up stories to tell my younger sister in bed and make up tales about places we visited or passed through on the bus. Well I was visiting my great aunt and staying overnight. She went to visit another elderly lady in a big old house not far from her home, and I went with her. Of course it was quite boring for a little girl and no toys around and no books (I was a great reader and could have sat there for hours ) so I was fidgeting a bit and the lady we were visiting asked me if I would like to have a walk around the house and look out of the windows etc. So I duly started to wander about. Some rooms were quite interesting with pictures and furniture, others had furniture covered by sheets and so I was upstairs walking along a wood panelled sort of passage way, when I saw another door as part of the panelling. I went in and the room was basically empty, no carpets wooden floor a plain wooden chair and a piece of furniture I did not recognise but now know it was a prie dieu. Absolutely nothing else so shut the door and wandered on. Later we were having some tea and I asked the lady why that little room didnt have any furniture or carpet, (because it was the only one like that neither furnished properly nor covered with sheets) She said where do you mean? there isnt a room like that. I explained where it was in the house and she repeated that there was no room there. My great aunt scolded me for making up stories , so I asked if I could take her up to show her. We went back up the stairs and I looked all the way along the wall and pressed things but no sign and I got into trouble more for lying. However years later I came to my own explanation. with a vivid imagination there was no way I would be making up a tale about an empty room, I only spoke of it because it was totally different to other rooms. What had I to gain by such a boring story. It was a very old house and that ladies family had lived there for very many years. So I did a bit of looking up about that area etc and I came to the conclusion that either it was a priest hole from the time when catholics were persecuted , and I had just seen the door outline in a particular light or it was a ghost place where there might have been one that was blocked up or something like that. I wasnt allowed to go there again, and was told that I couldnt be trusted to behave which infuriated me as I was not a liar and I wanted to go and see if I could find it again. So at the age of 76 now I am firmly convinced that I did not make up what I saw.

Yes I did too. When about 16 In my parents home. I went bed sharing bedroom with my younger sister separate beds . I was just trying get to sleep when felt pressure on my abdomen really hard. I thought God what's that out my hand out and felt a hairy arm pressing down..I froze and was trying to shout out to my sister I could see sleeping but nothing came out . I then saw something appear .com other side of the bed it was a enlarged head shoulders of a elderly woman grey hair plaits over head looking very kindly and raising her hand as if to say don't worry. .she then disappeared
My feeling was that she had come through to try to protect me from whatever else had come through. Odd tho. I went around really scared to sleep there again. Quiet and darednt tell anyone. For days. Finally I said about it and my dad just said the dead won't hurt you it's the living you need worry about I haven't ever forgotten that night the house was sold after mum died . But always had that feeling there. My daughters seen a few things in our house . I think you're either open to these things or not. My sister was very spiritual. . I believe there is something else .My elder sister died and few weeks later. My tablet lit up with her photo while I was charging it . She always said she hoped she would be able to let us know if there was anything else. She also came through in my phone before that. As I was sat alone and battery was going. All sudden a burst of bright photo of her came on lit up screen .it was comforting in a way. My bro in law also had my eldest sister photo come into his phone while the funeral director was there . Just laying on the table untouched. Nice to know they are still around.

Wow.
This thread is remarkable.
Hope we all sleep well tonight!!!

I had one like Susiewakie. I was 19, and away at university and awoken about two in the morning with a massive bump that lifted me off the mattress. I was rang in the morning by my parents to tell me that my brother had come off his motor bike at two o' clock that morning. He was in hospital for a long while but eventually fine.

Where ghosts are concerned think about this. When camera's were low tech and lots of blurring etc occurred everyone had evidence for 'ghosts.' Now there are trillions of high tech phones with superb cameras right across the globe, but you don't see ghost pictures anymore.

Yes ,I am pretty sure that I saw a ghost many years ago when I was a teenager.I was on the bus going to school and saw a boy in striped pyjamas standing at the upstairs window of a derelict house.

I've had a few experiences...my Dad died and I was woken by a hard shove at 4.45am .Cried out my DH woke up too then the phone rang he had just passed. A flat we lived in had a presence daughter was only 10 got home from school run all her toys scattered across the room ..she's very tidy .Lots of incidents in the flat coats thrown on floor etc etc shoes all in the bathroom. We moved to a bungalow and I was decorating the bedroom looked into the hall and a elderly man put on a overcoat and hat tipped his hat and smiled at me then vanished .Few weeks later neighbours showed us old photos of the area and a picture of the front garden had same man in ! .Can't explain any of it but wasn't scared felt warmth from whatever was there

Yes, twice.
I went to visit my partners Gran and I looked through the window as we were parking up. There was a lady sat in the chair by the far window and his gran was sat in her usual chair. We walked in and only his Gran was there! I asked her if she’d had any visitors and she said no. Not long after, his Gran passed away and I was taking to a family friend about what I’d seen and she said that’s her deceased sister, Mary! Exact description, sat in same chair etc. I’d never met or heard about this sister prior to this.

Another time, I saw my neighbour in her porch but she’d passed away a few months earlier. I moved house and about a year later was passing so thought I’d call and see how her husband was doing. The granddaughter opened the door and said he’d passed away that morning ?

Thanks for all the sharing. I'd recommend a fascinating book, Hello from Heaven, by Bill Guggenheim and Judy Guggenheim, recording the experiences of 2,000 people with ADCs (After Death Communications experienced directly by people, not via a medium). If you search for it online, there's a brief Wiki entry, a YouTube interview with Bill G, and an excerpt from Chapter 1 on Random House's site.

If you want to buy it, Hive Books has it as an E-book, and UK Bookshop.com sells the paperback but it's O/S. (Both of these support local independent bookshops, yet are often cheaper than the big stores. Also, Hive offers a Senior Discount.) It's O/S at Waterstones. If you want a hard copy in a hurry (and don't mind funding a very rich man and his space tourism), Amazon UK has it in several different editions - at a wide range of prices. Or maybe order it from your library?

There's also the "Uncanny" series currently on Radio 4 (and on BBC Sounds), but it focuses on negative paranormal experiences - impressive though some episodes are.

My Mum came back to see me several times after her sudden death. And my much-loved cat came back to see me on the evening after he'd died. A friend was with me and I was crying when we heard his meow and he came to sit with me. I was glad my friend was there to verify it. It was very comforting.

As a teenager I sang in the church choir. We had an annual meal at one of the parish's benefactors. It was a very old house.
I went upstairs to the toilet accompanied by the Jack Russell Terrier who stopped just before the landing and growled. I was aware of something grey floating across and it being cold. Needless to say the dog and I shot back downstairs very rapidly and I didn't use the toilet. Never told anyone at the time either.

When I worked in PNG the people there were very much closer to their ancestors and would never give a pet a human name because it would confine their spirit to the earth. They also believed that fireflies were these earth locked spirits....

No as I don't believe in ghosts.

Lovely post, Pammie1

Msida

I feel the same Pammiel he always said he would not want to live alone, that's why I say aswell that they are lucky because they never had to live alone. It is quite brutal and for some reason it makes me feel like a looser. I wish I knew whyy

You’re definitely not a loser Msida. You’re right, losing your life partner is brutal - you don’t just lose the one you love, you lose a whole way of life. I felt as though everything familiar had been taken from me. Everything looked the same - same house, same car, same neighbourhood, same friends and family, but suddenly everything’s so different. There’s a grey cast on everything. But you do learn to live again - the colour will come back into life and you can be happy again, although I’ve redefined what happiness means to me now. You’ve faced up to and accepted your loss - that’s the hardest part, and you’re surviving. That’s a lot to be proud of.

Msida I always enjoy your posts and you sound anything but a loser to me. .

This is a very enjoyable thread and I have another story to offer. When I was at college I had a part time job as a general dogsbody to a couple who were renovating this old house which was practically a ruin at the time. Everyone who worked there said they felt a presence but I never saw anything. The lady of the house had seen a ghostly woman around so often she talked to her as she went about the place as though she were an employee.

There was a carpenter working at the house who was very dismissive of all our spooky tales and goings on. One day he was working away in the room which he'd set up as a workshop when I heard a crash. He shouted and ran from the room, straight past me looking terrified. He got in his van and wouldn't come back. We had to drop his tools round to his house.

He said he had been standing at his bench when a 'hand' swept across it pushing all his tools off onto the floor.

About 20 years ago I worked as full time Parish Verger in a London church. One evening, having locked the main doors, I was getting my coat at the back of the church, and saw someone in a cloak glide down the aisle in the direction of the altar, & disappear. I wasn’t in the least bit frightened. On the following Sunday, I mentioned this to the Churchwarden, a very sensible & intelligent man. He wasn’t in
the least surprised, & simply said ‘oh yes, I know’.

pea007, that's the problem - when you don't believe but can't explain, you have to conclude that it's just something we don't understand.

I’m from a farming background. My Mum used to say that she and my Dad were out in the car one day and they passed a woman leaning against a gate on the side of the road. My Dad said to my Mum “oh there’s Sara Jane ……” and added the name of the farm where she lived. My Mum also saw the woman and nodded in agreement; it took them a few seconds to remember that Sara Jane had passed away a few years previously.
My Mum believed in ghosts but my Dad didn’t and when asked about the incident he said he couldn’t explain what he’d seen.