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I don't believe in ghost because I have never seen one. Suppose that could change at any time.

Yes i do believe, When my dad died i used to walk into my house and i could smell his cigerette smoke . and i could always tell you when he was there i used to (him feel him if thats the right term ) Then just a week before my mum died some one called my name i was in the house by my self, then i felt as though i was wrapped in cotton wool ( that is the only way in which i can explain it )it was a lovely feeling . Then in my daughters house there was a little boy who had died there , i didn't like it at my daughters at all (to long to go into on here ) Then my husbands brother came to live with us and he died here it was about 1/2 months after he had passed away that i used to hear the door at the top of the stairs opening and closing again to much to go into on here but yes i believe . Hazelx

Deanna, I think you can see by this thread that there are those who do believe, so please tell us your story. I've got another one to tell when I have had me tea... Keep them coming, this is fascinating.

I inherited my grandfathers writing desk, a mahogany edwardian piece he was given on ordination as a priest. He wrote many a sermon on it, and it was always one of my favourite peices of furniture in my grandparents house. When it finally came to me, it was so full or woodworm we dare not have it in the house, so for a while it was relegated to the garden shed, covered in a thick old blanket. My then husband was always threatening to get rid of it because it was in the way, but I managed to convince him it was worth keeping. However one day he got a bit impatient and announced that no matter what I said he was going out there to chop it up and start a bonfire. I was in tears and went upstairs where I couldn't hear him wrecking my lovely desk. He came running in, white as a sheet and said, 'Theres something about that desk, I can't touch it, come and have a look, tell me I'm imagining it' He really looked scared. I went into the shed, while he stayed outside shaking. Straight away, I just knew that my Grandpa was there, it was so familiar, I could smell him, almost touch him, and I wasn't scared at all, unlike my husband. I reassured him that it was just Grandpa, no need to be scared. We had a cuppa and he went out to have another look at the desk, with no intention of harming it, and fell in love with it. He looked through it thoroughly and in the top, hidden behind the shelves, was a letter which had been written to my Grandpa from a missionary friend some 50 years before! Next week we got the desk fixed, restored and polished and it still has pride of place in my living room.

TW what a lovely ending Hazelx

My EX was going to start a new job, and became very ill with flu. there was no way that he could travel the next day. I put the bed settee up in the living room so that the gas fire could be kept on to keep him warm. I woke up to go to the loo and found that the fire had gone out. I was too tired to go looking for handbags and shillings... so I switched of off and went back to sleep. I woke up some time later, and the room was absolutely freezing, the fire had a tiny blue flame (remember I had put it off... and it was still off!) and in the corner of the room was a big yellow, warm light! It was not exactly a man, but I knew that it was his father whom I had never seen. When he woke up the next morning.... he was so well, I could not believe it. Sounds daft? Well it is true and it was an amazing experience. Years later, my husband and I were arguing in the living room... I got upset so told him where to go..... as you do! I went down to the dinning room, and sat on the settee in the dark facing my patio window. the kitchen light behind me was on , and in the reflection of the window I saw an old lady making a cup of tea..... I knew it was for me!! when I described her to my OH, he was quite shaken as I had described his dead mother .... whom I also had never see. Apart from those sightings, I have had many experiences where someone has come to me in MY need. I had a visit from someone while in hospital, she sat and rubbed my back...and I just knew that I would be okay! BUT I did not see her. And that sort of *unseen*...sighting, I have had many times. Now don't you laugh at me.... or we are FINISHED!!!;-0) Deanna X

Teresa, that was a lovely story. That sorted your OH out didn't it?? ;-0) Deanna X ps. I have also had many *smells*.... like cakes baking, or oranges peeling.... as if there were some one ther. Those experiences my huband will admit to sharing!!

Deanna, I'm not laughing hun, it's fascinating.

Deanna , your not daft . these things do happen Hazelx p.s should have said it's not daft .

Great thread, I've been through it and read the lot. Deanna X

As Hamlet said in the play, 'There are more things in Heaven and Earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy'

hi all i have done my story sorry it is so long:) before we moved to the house we are in now, i had a lot of things happen my son was about 8 months old i used to sit him in the bouncy chair and he started laughing by where my living room door was? this used to happen all the time he would be in fits of giggles looking at the door... since he had been born he had trouble with his chest, anyway i had another son when middle son was 20 months old, middle son slept in his cot and youngest in moses basket, one night i woke up with him coughing, i looked at his cot and there was a man standing there looking over the cot, i wasn't frightened at all, which surprised me, but the man looked like the birds eye man lol, he looked at my son looked at me and put his thumb up? then vanished, a few months later, my oh went to bed kids were all in bed asleep and i was watching tele , i do not know why but something was telling me to go to bed? which i did has i came out of my living room i was frozen to the spot,i wanted to cry but had to get to bed quick which i did, i got into bed and as soon as i did i heard like little pebbles been thrown in the room on the floor? i tried to move but i was frozen again lol, my son then woke up coughing, i tried to wake oh but he was not budging:( i got my son out of his cot and everything was ok, after that little things kept on happening but only around my middle son, i had a friend who was a medium but never mentioned anything to her, until we moved, as soon we moved we knew things were not right, smells, things going missing, and i kept seeing people but not nice ones, one night oh went out to the pub i got the kids to bed, had a bath came down and was watching tv, my chair was by the kitchen door, and out of nowhere someone touched my wedding ring fing i jumped up and saw what i can only call a cloak worn by a man who was very,very tall at least 6 ft 7 , i didn't know what to do i then heard someone going up tthe stairs and had to go cause my kids were up there, and my son had woken up.... i told my oh when he came in and he said that before we moved in and he was decorating he had gone to the toilet and he felt like someone in black was leaning over him.... knives started to go missing, strange smells people on the stairs, keys missing then one day i was on my own with my middle son in the kitchen making a cuppa, i noticed that if stood in one place i smelt an aftershave, but if i moved left or right it went which was wierd,i thought it may have been my dad, but realised there were 2 spirits in the house 1 good and 1 bad, one morning my oh took my daughter to school and my sister popped in i told her stand where the smell was, she smelt it too, then she asked who was in the house i said me, her and sons who were asleep in the living room, we stood there and you plainly heard someone walk up the stairs go round to the tiolet then into my sons room, my sister left lol i was used to it and has long as it didn't harm any of us took no notice, but i think it didn't like the fact that we were taking no notice has one night a knife went missing, my son was upstairs talking to someone? oh went up to him and was saying black man and pointing at the corner he meant the man in black that i had seen, he was fine with that for a while then something happened and it became bad, i phoned my medium friend she told me if bad smells start or knives go missing get out well... you can imagine, i told her i could not move, so she told me to put my son in our room which we did both sons in cot and moses basket in our room everything was ok, i went to bed lay down and my middle son woke up laughing and talking to someone at the end of my bed i actually felt it all i could do was cry, i called my oh, next morning phoned friend again she came round that night with 2 other mediums to bless the ouse, the man she came with looked around on his own, he came back to say there were 2 one good one bad which i knew, who they were i still do not know or why it was just my middle son,the man said he thought 1 was a man who kept playing with his ring finger well my dad had died 10 months before and my brother had taken his ring off and had ahd it resized for his finger which i know my dad would not have been happy about?? as for the other one i do not know? sorry it was so long, i have missed out other things but i hope you get the gist:) jet:)

oooooh this is good:) just read them all jet:)

Wow Jet, thanks for sharing that with us (at last lol)

OK my daughters house. When my daughter and s.i.l bought their house ,they asked me to go and see it , they opened the front door and i stepped inside my stomach just turned over i, wanted to be sick i felt that i wanted to get out, far away as possible. anyway they showed me around the house but as we went up the stairs i felt that someone was behind me(i was the last to go up the stairs) i turned round ,noone there went into the back bedroom lovely sunny room then went into front bedroom it was very cold and i couldn't wait to get out of there . anyway i was baby sitting my grandson one night i was reading a book when grandson just screamed out i run up the stairs but couldn't undo the gate that goes across the door so climbed over it , the room was so cold , but there on the floor was my grandson screaming he was 7 months old the side of his cot was still up . then on another occasion i was in the kitchen and saw a grey shadow go past the door. .when ever i baby sat i would sleep down stairs on the put- u -up i woke one night to see this little boy of about 5/6 yrs old just standing there i asked him what he wanted but he just disapeared. my daughter used to put her scarf on the banister and you would see it swaying backwards and forwards as though someone was playing with it . this went on for a little while the (ghost) would play tricks . but one night my daughter heard some sort of noise and went up stairs and to her horror saw her son at the window , the window was open and there was no way my grandson could have got on to the window sill, it was to high for him and there was nothing for him to climb on to, he was only just about 8 months old just writting about is bringing me out in a sweat oh god i'm sorry i cant go on there is more but i will just say that it took another 2 yrs to sell her house . and my grandson is now a happy boy . Hazelx

I said earlier in this thread I have never seen a ghost and would believe if I sore one. What does it mean when you are alone in your home and you feel like something has lightly touched your shoulder or brushed off it. I have been getting this a lot lately when alone and always my left shoulder and when I turn there is nothing. Last time it happened was last night when my son was sleeping at his grand parents and I was alone. Maybe I have a muscular complain! I just don't know? All your stories are creeping me out!

Country Girl , it could be someone that you have lost and they are trying to let you know that they are ok . Hazelx

CG, don't get freaked out by our tales, lets face it, we all lived to tell them. In reality, ghosts cannot harm us, they can scare the bejaysus out of us but thats all really. Most of the time a presence turns out to be that of a loved one, and is rarely any more than mischievious.

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Deanna.....you talking about smells reminded me....a few years ago I woke up and there was a strong smell of sweaty socks.....I put on the light and picked up a pair of OH's socks on the floor, but they did not smell like that... I woke OH up and said about the smell, and said it must be his feet....it wasn't he has a shower every day and changes socks every day...just as suddenly the smell went.....when it happened again we pulled the bed out, took all the bedding off, sniffing everywhere, with no sign of where this smell was coming from, and again it would just disappear.... The only people I knew with smelly socks was my Dad, and my youngest son.....neither lived with us, and both were still alive...I cannot think who it was, or where the smell came from, or how it disappeared just as quick.....I only wish it was a smell of flowers and not smelly socks.....not had it for a couple of years now...