Hey, everybody, this is my first story. These are just snips of ghosts I've seen, believe me, I've seen a lot!
I was walking past this old abandoned hospital. It was a rainy day, and I was looking down in the puddles. I saw people dressed as doctors and nurses running up the steps that led to the hospital. I looked up, but the nearest person to me was way down the street, and the doors of the hospital were also bolted tight.
One night I was staying with my Grandpa. It was late evening. He owned a farm, so I was going out and checking all the chickens and ducks were in. I was just passing a corner, when I saw these shadows; they were dancing. I also noticed that rope was hanging from their necks. But, when I turned a corner, there was a lonely oak tree. I asked my Grandpa. He said a long time ago, when the Normans invaded Ireland, they hung monks from the trees. There is a round tower near where he lives.
Another day with my Grandpa I was walking his dog, Major, through the meadows. There was a river flowing through this particular meadow. I had an uncle who had drowned in this river. I sat down near the river while Major went up the meadow chasing rabbits. Just then, I saw a ghostly figure just a few meters from me. He was looking into the river. I had seen pictures of my dead uncle before, so I recognized him almost immediately. But, this ghost just walked into the river and dissolved into the water.
Do you think these are really ghosts?
Please comment, and if I get a good response, I'll share other ghost stories with you.