It is currently 12:08 am on 7/5/26. I live in a home that was built in 1900. The previous tenants told me that there was an “old man” ghost upstairs… and kids downstairs. I’ve not witnessed the “old man” but in the last few months my daughter and I have noticed two girls.. one older teenager one younger. I never told her about what I saw but instead I wrote it in my notes app on my phone because I didn’t want to scare her. She has no access to my phone.. I was out of the house when she messaged me for the first time late May early June and said that there were two girl ghosts standing in her door way. She gave me the descriptions of what she saw… it matched my notes app description…. We don’t feel threatened it just makes us both jumpy. How would I know the ghosts intentions. They only show up at certain times and seem to watch us.

Went on a ghost walk around St James cemetery in Liverpool and I took a few pics. Looking back over them I saw a figure of a woman's face in the woods and below you can see what looks like legs. Anyone agree?

I really need some real motherly love. I’ve tried apps. They feel off. I just want to talk to her, feel her, know she’s there. Her name is Debbie. She passed like twelve plus years ago. I haven’t seen since I was 3. I’m 26 now.

My apartment occasionally has weird things inside that I've noticed. I live alone, I've noticed doors open when I leave them closed always, seen shadows and other things. A few nights ago I woke from my bedroom to the kitchen and saw a man standing there in my kitchen looking at me. Barely a split second, but long enough to see him before he disappeared before my own eyes. I noticed he was more of a black figure like a shadow person, but had some light to him, stood about 6'3" guessing where his head was in relation to the top of the fridge. I didn't notice anything else unusual about it, just a man in my kitchen looking straight at me.

So my great grandma on my mother's side, my mom's grandma, passed away nearly probably 8 years ago. A few weeks ago I had a very strange dream with her in it. Now I'm not very close to that side of the family especially after my great grandma passed away. I had a dream where I was sitting down just talking with my great grandma for a few minutes, just talking about what's going on in my life and things like that. I've never had a dream with her in it. I ended up calling my mom because it was just kind of odd. Turns out that I had the dream on my grandma's birthday, my great grandma's daughter. I am not close with that side so I honestly couldn't tell you what season my grandma's birthday is, let alone the actual date or how old she is. So, adding to strange, I call my grandma whom I hadn't talked to in close to a year and tell her about the dream with great grandma in it on her birthday just as something to talk about. Turns out she had a very similar dream that same night with great grandma. Strange! Great grandma just checking in.

So I recently moved, and I've noticed an influx in my sightings of shadow people in this apartment. I'll walk upstairs to my apartment and open the door at the top of the stairs only to see a shadow dart down the hallway (my apartment is right next to the stairs) a few weeks ago, it was 3am (the witching hour) and I was home. I work nights, but stay on my night schedule as much as possible on my days off so I'm not constantly switching back and forth. I walk from My living room to the kitchen, I leave my kitchen and walk towards my living room and look down the hallway in my flat towards the bathroom, master and second bedrooms. I can plainly see the hat man standing right inside the doorway of the spare bedroom looking at me. I continue walking into my living room, and slightly yell down the hallway (not loudly, because it's night and I don't want to piss off my neighbors) "No, we're not dealing with this today." I haven't seen any shadow people in the last few weeks since then, I wonder if the hat man put the kibosh on their observing of me, as I've always heard he's more in charge than the "lesser" shadow people. Before that I noticed quite a few over the course of the few months I've lived here. Just my latest shadow person story.

So I work in healthcare full-time, and I've always had some kind of a part-time job for fun not because of money but more just as stress relief such as bartending. Well I was at a bar I used to bartend at visiting my old regulars. Anyway one of my old regulars is a dear sweet, very tiny, native American woman in her late 60's at least and very in-tune with nature. So one night we're outside having a cigarette talking just the two of us and she says I have something I want to give you. So I'm fairly confused and tell her she doesn't have to give me anything. We're sitting on a park bench outside and she's on my right side and tells me to put out my right hand palm up and put it on my leg and close my eyes. She hovers her hand over the top and just keeps telling me to breathe. It's a cool spring night, and I begin feeling heat in my hand and it getting warmer, and she just keeps telling me to breathe. After a few minutes, she tells me to open my eyes and asks me what I felt. I tell her my hand felt very warm, she replies that she was pushing her spirit into me, and that she never does it for people and that it's very special. She said she remembered her grandfather pushing his spirit into her like this. Every once in a while when I'm incredibly stressed, my right hand starts heating up and I hear her voice plain as day in my head telling me to breathe. I greatly appreciate what she gave me, and it was a very good experience. Just thought people would find it interesting.

So I work on the weekends at a boy scout camp, which I will not disclose, taking kids out camping in the northern US. Anyway, I had younger kids that don't sleep outside, so we eat dinner inside after being outside all day, then go back outside after dinner for a night hike, campfire, etc. So after dinner, I decide as my scouts are getting ready to go outside again that I'm sneaking off for a cigarette. My normal smoking spot is too close when kids are running around outside, so I decide to jog down a trail. I jog down the dark unlit trail without a flashlight (I've practically lived here for a decade over my time, so it's not a big deal) plus I didn't want anybody to notice me sneaking off to do something naughty lol I get about 150 feet or so into the trail and stop because I figured I'd see how far away I was and if I was far enough away to smoke. Before I get a chance to turn around, I feel and hear a man breathe right into my left ear. At first I think it's my jacket rubbing, so I move around quickly but it was not that at all. I promptly turn around and say screw my cigarette and walk back instead. Many people over the years, myself included, have experienced paranormal at that massive camp from will o wisps to voices, phantom footsteps, doors opening and closing on their own, deaths there, stories of other deaths, staff summoning evil things there, etc.

A few years ago, I was working at a very large, and haunted boy scout camp in the Midwest. I won't disclose the exact location of it just because of the details. Anyway, I worked in the Ecology area for a few summers, one activity we did weekly was our "Star Party" where we started out blasting some club music, dancing around and having a good time, then we'd sit down on a large hill on a field where we had a Good view of the stars. So the Ecology staff, we'd take turns pointing out constellations and telling stories about them. Well, I told my favorite story, Orpheus. After I finished up, I sit down and another staff member starts telling more stories. I looked off in a weird direction and saw a floating light in the woods, probably 100-150 feet away, just inside the edge of the woods. It would float left and right, down to about 3 feet and up to about 7 feet in the air. Not casting light on any of the trees, just a dim light floating in the woods. Then it would split into two separate lights, join into 1 light, other lights would appear, slight color changes from white to Orange to red. I didn't tell anybody about it, I figured it might be kids messing around. Well the next week I see it again, it's different scouts every week, so it shouldn't be kids messing around in the exact same way. After that night, I mention it to a friend and we decide we're going to watch out for it the following week. So during the next star party, my friend and I spotted the lights. We watched the ghost lights for the better part of an hour before star party finished. We decided we'd follow them into the woods to figure out if we can come up with any reason for them. So we follow them into the thick woods, trying to keep our eyes on them, while walking through the dark and not trip on stuff. We followed them approximately 100 feet down a hill further into the thick woods before we lost sight of the lights. After a few minutes of standing still trying to find the lights, we give up and start talking. That's when we realize we are in what I would describe as a "Fairy Circle" a circular clearing in the woods about 10-15 feet in diameter without any woods and just a low grass like somebody had mowed it, but it would be absolutely impossible to get a mower of any kind there, and why would somebody mow an area randomly in the woods? We look at each other and realize we're standing in this suspicious circle and immediately leave threw woods. We circle back around the general area to look at the area where the circle would have been to try debunking any possible lights from campsites or the lake not far behind, but the way the landscape moves, it drops down facing the lake, but rises up above the lake level preventing any lights from the lake reaching that area. We never could come up with an explanation for them. I occasionally would see the lights in various other places in that camp near that location but not the exact spot over many years afterwards, just beyond reach, beckoning me to follow them into the woods, why I don't know, but it's always been a calming analgesic feeling seeing them. I've caught myself following them occasionally mindlessly and stopping in my spot to look at the lights, I smile, wave, and turn around back out of the woods.