Just going to log off and go to bed, something has blown on the back of my neck, didn't dare to turn around and sat looking at the screen. It went eventually and now i've got the prospect of locking up, turning off the lights, walking down the hallway up the stairs along the landing and into bed. This isn't the first time, (hope it's female)
Going to hide under the covers.(im such a wimp)

Wear a scarf.   

Sure do.  Meet the lady on the wall.  This was taken at a family grave yard on the grounds of an antebellum home.

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Actually, it wasn't me who spotted her.  It was someone else and then when I started showing the pic to different people, they saw her too.  If you look to the left side of the wall, you can see the outline of her.

  Don't worry that was just you guardian angel. They do exist even if you don't believe it. I have felt mine touch my hand many times in my life. It doesn't feel like a human touch and of course you will see nothing.

   I have personally seen angels, after being blown off the road with my sister who was alergic to the cold, 4 young men drove up, lift the car back onto the road, then blew a path through the drifts ( which were higher than the car roof) so I could follow and get home. When I got past the drifts the tracks disappeared.

  I have also seen a spirit, It walked ( well floated really) across my front lawn at night. It was there but you could see through it. It left no tracks, and didn't reply when I said hello. It disappeared as soon as it hit the road.

  I tend not to believe that ghosts are dead people but that they are just part of the spirit world. Then again King Saul had a medium bring Samuel back from the dead so it is not impossible.

Paul

   

Delta Have you ever been back to the grave yard to see if you can see her again ?

Ike

I know EVP is not for the whole community. I worked at a house in Sneden's Landing, New York which was unbelievably haunted. The whole area is full of history. The exact house that I worked at was purchased by Uma Thurman and Ethan Hawke--when they were still married--a few years ago. If you google Sneden's Landing you'll see the story. I don't think that they stayed one night---and they refuse to tell anyone what happened---just that they were spooked.

They are real, Iv'e seen this little bloke on the telly & at the pictures so it'a gotta be true.
This dude is so cool I'd hang out with him.
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Greetings...this is David the ultimate skeptic circa 2001. If you talk about ghosts, spirits, souls, or any other of that nonsense prepare to have a belittling NY'er laughing in your general direction.

Hi, I'm Deanna. Thanks for contacting me on match.com David. How bout we meet for dinner?

Groovy Deanna. Give me an address and time and I'll be there.

Okay to pick me up at 7:30 this Saturday at the house I rent on Shallowford road.

That's when it all started. Picked up the mighty DeAnna who promptly informed me that she was living in an antebellum home here in Georgia that was a makeshift hospital during the war of 'northern aggression'. Additionally, she said,  I have daily interactions with 'the Captain' who was a slain army captain during said war.

Riiiiiight.....(David thinks if you weren't so attractive you'd see dust from the skidmarks of my rear tires. )

We eat, smooch, and wind up dating for about a  2 months or so. During this time I'm pressing her relentlessly about the fictitious 'Captain' that she demands is both present and real. I inform her that despite how cool I find her this whole ghost issue gives me real pause. In fact, during one or two of her recollections I simply burst out laughing and was treated to a scowl and lecture on respecting people's beliefs. Well, she's right, but damnit, I couldn't help it! When I told my mom about the captain she said oh, "did Tennille ever show up?" heheh

Now, to be fair, I have to admit the house was a skosh creepy. It had mortar of some kind between the wooden boards on the interior attesting to its age and the one time I was alone there I wished I wasn't. Nevertheless it was likely the unknown jitters.

Soon thereafter we were kissing on her couch and an errant hair, likely from one of the 3 dogs or 2 cats that resided there had hit me on the cheek. Then again. Then again. Intermittently I would brush this invisible hair from my cheek and return to the action at hand. By the fourth time I jumped back, exclaimed "what the fuck is this?"  whereby another 'hair' touched the back of my neck. Folks, NSF was freaking. Gazing upon DeAnna she was in a belly-laugh complete with watery eyes and stomach holding. I, however, wasn't laughing at all. She said "david relax, it's just the captain messing with you." Ruh roh.

Two further incidents happened including a breeze out of NOWHERE in the kitchen blowing my hair up, the papers off the counter, and curtains seemingly defying the laws of gravity.

From this time forward, I'm a believer. It was clearly not an easy transition and future happenings too creepy to detail here occurred even without DeAnna present. My sincerest apologies to all those whose worldview re: ghosts, supernatural, and anything else unseen I lambasted in the past with merciless ridicule. You were right, I was un-indoctrinated.

I do not believe our spirits just die or disappear.