I can't say that I believe in ghosts, but I believe that evil spirits (demons) can screw around with people and scare them.
I do have some experiences that I cannot explain...When I was about six or seven my dad was at work and I was home sick from school with my mom. We were in between the dining room and the living room and heard "BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM" in the upstairs of the house, it went from one side of the house to the other. It was footsteps for sure. Nobody was up there though. I think she called my uncle and he came to check it out.
Second experience....around the same age, not exactly sure when, I walked into the basement to get a toy I think. It was fairly dark but when I walked by the furnace, there was a person standing on the other side. Their skin was a pale gray. Windows were locked down there so when I ran upstairs and they checked it out for me they didn't believe me.
third...(this was about two or three years ago, and may have been a burglar checking out the house for all I know) my parents were in Chicago for a doc appointment for my mom and I was asleep on the couch in the living room...kitchen is right by the living room..I woke up to a sound, and stayed still listening. I haerd chairs moving around the kitchen and cabinets opening. I was so afraid that if it was a burglar and they knew I knew they were there that they would hurt me that I managed to keep my eyes closed and pretend to be asleep for quite a while but it stopped all of a sudden and I never heard anyone leave...although I stayed stark still for quite a while frozen with fear!!!!
fourth...I was once in the hayloft of my barn with a few friends and we were pretty sure we heard someone in the downstairs part (we were sure it wasnt my parents for some reason) we were so scared we jumped out of the second story!!! LMAO!!
fifth...and a very traumatizing one....I fell asleep on the couch in the living room and woke up late at night. Whatever woke me up I have no clue. I layed there for a while, and my head was on the arm rest of the couch, with my hair dangling over the edge. I felt something touch my hair, and was frozen with fear and didn't move an inch. Then I felt something start twirling my hair. Then it had such a firm grip on it that I couldn't move my head. After a few moments and I caught my breathe and was able to scream my friggin head off, it let go. My parents came running out of their bedroom and said it was a dream. I know it wasn't though. When I woke up I had been awake for a while, and saw all my surroundings very clearly, where my dog was laying, how I was positioned on the couch, ect.
~Sarah of the "Gee thanks for starting this thread I'll NEVER sleep tonight class"