do you believe in ghost?

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I'm not sure if I believe in spirits/ghost, has anyone experienced anything with them? Tell me TRUE stories!! Don't make anything up!

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To make a very long story short their is at least 3 men, 1 woman & a child in my house. How I know this? I have several voice recordings that prove it. Ghosts are very much real.

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I do. I've had a few weird incidents and I've wrote about a couple on here. There's one I haven't mentioned. I had a friend who lived way out in the country, no neighbors for miles. She lived in a house that was built in the late 1800s by someone they only called "the carpenter". Her mom couldn't afford much, so that's why they were living there, it was a little rundown. The downstairs was fine, but only half of the upstairs could be used. The large master bedroom was very unsafe to walk in, so it was boarded up. My friends bedroom was right below the master bedroom and her mom and brother had gone into town that night, so it was just us. 
    Suddenly we could hear very heavy footsteps in the boarded up master bedroom, followed by a real distinct sound of hammering. I asked who that was and she told me it was the carpenter. I asked when they got a carpenter and if he was fixing the floors in the bedroom. She told me it was the guy that built the house and I said "but I thought the house was built over a hundred years ago?" And she just very calmly said yes. I put two and two together, but for some reason I wasn't scared at all.
   The next day I went to get my purse in one of the upstairs rooms you could walk into. The stairs were in the kitchen behind a door, it looked like a closet, but when you opened it, bam, there were stairs there. I opened the door and very clearly at the top was a man in overalls with a hammer in his hand. He walked into the room where my purse was and I followed him. But when I got in the room he was nowhere to be found.
     I was never scared of him, he always gave me a real friendly vibe. And I'm pretty sure he helped us out in a later much creepier incident.

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I don't ever think anyone believes me, I've told some before but I think I skipped the very last one. I had a whole bunch of experiences as a child but this one happened when I was a lot older, probably like 9. It was in Chickasaw Oklahoma, in the middle of nowhere at my uncles house. I went outside to explore and I go into the barn, I'm exploring shit in there, picking up rocks and throwing them when I hear something and I look up and there's a dude in overalls completely covered in black oil just staring at me, he didn't move at all. Didn't say anything, he looked scared too. It scared scared me so damn bad I tried to run and tripped over my feet like 5 times and then my uncles dog thought I wanted to play so it jumped on me, I fell into the mud and by this point I was screaming bloody murder like I was dying and my mom ran outside and ripped the dog off of me like the damn hulk (the dog didn't hurt me) screamed at my uncle like my mom thought I was being eaten because I never cried ever. I had to calm down, breathe, and tell them that there was someone in the barn and that the dog didn't hurt me. They go out to the barn, get on four wheelers and start searching the land and end up telling me I was just seeing things, 
I know what I saw. It was the last time I saw anything like that and it was the only time it scared me. "We are out in the middle of nowhere, nobody is out here but us"

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I have memories of my grandmother playing with me. I called her grama nye nye (night night) because she was terminally ill and was bed ridden for the few weeks my mom cared for her before she died. And to me, a bed meant it was time for sleep. I would crawl up in her bed and we would talk about whatever-I was a toddler so I don't know but I know that she liked me and always wanted me around her. She died at some point, My Mom didn't let me see that or really even say anything to me about it. Probably because I was a toddler and wouldn't understand anyways. I didn't know she had died. started talking at 18 months old and I would tell my mom that grandma night night was "awake now" 
And what I meant by that was, she was there with us like she hadn't died, not that I knew she had died I guess I thought she wasn't going to bed anymore 🤷‍♀️ She would leave and come back, I thought she was going home and coming back.. this was going on for a few years as far as I know of. She told me goodbye and literally just walked out the door at one point and I was like okay bye! And my mom was like "who are you talking to?" And I told her straight up "grandma night night" 
And my mom had a look on her face like "what the hell" and she blew it off. 
WELL. Later, like way later in my teens I was like "you remember the very last time we saw grandma night night?" 
She said "um, yes? But you were too little to even remember that" and I said "well she just walked out of the house one day and never came back" and my mom was like.. "what the hell are you talking about? she was bed ridden and dying, that's why you called her that" and I just stared at my mom for like 5 minutes and it clicked. 
I still haven't told my mom this either.

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Also, my nephew had a friend named Mary in a white nightie when he was 2 1/2. So cliche, I know. According to him she lived there. I just thought my SIL was embellishing and making some other story theirs bc she giggled when she told me. Until I babysat one night. Another old old town. Well, it was 9pm, his bedtime. He just wouldn't go down. He wanted the light on, ok fine nbd. 20-30 minutes of silence would go by then all of a sudden I'd hear him yelling. This kept happening for 3 hours and it got weirder every time I went up there. At first I just thought he was avoiding bedtime....At one point he was talking to someone, like he was playing and having a disagreement about a toy. He was sitting on the edge of his bed facing the wall talking to this "Mary", another time standing next to the bed facing the wall, just having full-on 2 1/2 yr old conversations with blank space. If he was older, I would've called him on his BS but I don't think he was old enough to fabricate all this, it was too involved. They finally came home around midnight, he finally fell asleep at 1

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I think I do but I'm still on the fence. I take comfort in thinking when loved ones pass, it's not the end of them. I do have one story though. My parents built a house in the country. New construction but the revolutionary war was fought there. I was 10 yrs old. One day in the dead of winter I was looking out my window at the beautiful snowy field. Winter-no windows open & no one came or left our house so no drafts. I heard my bedroom door creak, I looked & it stopped so I thought nothing of it. It happened twice more, same thing, I looked, it stopped, still thought nothing. The 4th time it creaked & I looked, it swung all the way open, hit the wall, then slammed shut. I was so scared so I ran downstairs & sat next to my little brother & his friend & watched them play Nintendo & never told them or anyone....13 years later I told my brother this story & it was the first time I ever told anyone. He wasn't surprised & said he saw some weird shit in that house too. When I was 14 I was making tons of junk food with a friend one night, was running the blender & heard my name yelled in a menacing voice & of course we both were scared.....I'm pretty sure it was my friend just fucking with me that time lol but the first story is 100% legit & the only time I've had a convincing experience. Idk who died there late 1700's but I know it was pretty bloody.

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I believe in spirits. I can feel them. I've had my curtains and even the rods ripped completely out of the walls overnight. I also find things in weird places. I found my car keys on top of the fridge. And another set of keys was found in the freezer. There are definitely energies around us that we don't see. Like air almost.

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In my house there is a few.

I've seen,talked,heard and felt ghosts since I can remember. Most recent ones are for the last year whenever I'm driving at night (pretty frequently) I look in my rear view mirror and there's someone sitting in my back seat. Only happens when I'm alone

I've been laying in bed and my boyfriends wardrobe will open, the Xbox has turned off, my boyfriends friend passed away and if his memorial picture got covered it would get pushed over.

Tonight I was sitting in the other room and our bedroom door opened 2 times no one near it and it was fully closed, also randomly feel someone watching, or touching me. I've also have had one walk up behind me and whisper in my ear

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The content was too long so I copy and pasted it into notes and screenshotted haha.

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When I was 16, I had my most memorable experience with ghosts or some kind of life force. I was laying in bed, reading a book when I thought my mother came into the room to grab something off of the dresser. Keep in mind my book was open and so I couldn't see her. But, I had a slight gap between the book and my chest where I can see the waist of a figure (wearing black) walking around in the room. I continue reading and suddenly something hits the foot of my bed, more like pushing up against it. At that point, I thought it was my brother trying to scare me. I yelled for him to stop, my eyes were still on the book. Next, I felt a pinch on my foot. So, I yelled again...this time I cursed and still kept my eyes on my book. The bed began to shake  like crazy and I'm thinking "how is my brother doing this??" So I look over the end  of the bed thinking I'll find my brother on the floor being a weirdo and  no one was there. In fact, my bedroom door was open at first and now it was closed. I didn't hear it close. I'm freaking out while standing on the bed that is now being dragged by something and leaped for the door. I hear my mother in the kitchen chatting on her phone and holding grocery bags. She had clearly just gotten home from shopping and talking to my brother on the phone, who was at work. I was home alone the entire time. I nearly crapped my pants. After that day, the beds in that house would sometimes shake or move on their own. It no longer scares us but leaves us wanting to know more.

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