Anzik
Super Freak
I've never actually SEEN a ghost but have had some strange experiences.
The most bizarre centered around my son. When he was an infant he used to wave at people and when he was in his room he used to wave to the corners. It was Christmas a couple years later and my brothers and their families were over and my one brother insisted on seeing the old photo albums that had been locked up in the old hutch buried behind all kinds of toys and stuff. So we dug out the albums and my son walks over and sees a photo in the album of my grandfather and says "The man in my room!"
My grandfather died in the house a year before I was born in 1966 and there were never any photos of him lying around anywhere.
Another time, my brother Ed was telling me about a dream he had about our father who had passed away in '91. He was telling me how he was just sitting there talking about mundane things just like he used to but his house was different and there was a stream running next door with killer whales diving in and out of the water. I had never mentioned this to anyone, and then one morning my son wakes up, and climbs in my lap (He's about 4 at the time) and he says "Daddy, I saw your dad last night."
I responded "Oh did you?"
"Yeah he bought me some ice cream and we watched the killer whales."
Oddly enough, my dad always used to take us out for ice cream.
The most bizarre centered around my son. When he was an infant he used to wave at people and when he was in his room he used to wave to the corners. It was Christmas a couple years later and my brothers and their families were over and my one brother insisted on seeing the old photo albums that had been locked up in the old hutch buried behind all kinds of toys and stuff. So we dug out the albums and my son walks over and sees a photo in the album of my grandfather and says "The man in my room!"
My grandfather died in the house a year before I was born in 1966 and there were never any photos of him lying around anywhere.
Another time, my brother Ed was telling me about a dream he had about our father who had passed away in '91. He was telling me how he was just sitting there talking about mundane things just like he used to but his house was different and there was a stream running next door with killer whales diving in and out of the water. I had never mentioned this to anyone, and then one morning my son wakes up, and climbs in my lap (He's about 4 at the time) and he says "Daddy, I saw your dad last night."
I responded "Oh did you?"
"Yeah he bought me some ice cream and we watched the killer whales."
Oddly enough, my dad always used to take us out for ice cream.