Two years ago I used to live in an apartment in Kenai Alaska with my mother and kid. Kenai is known for having quite a bit of ghost activity especially in "old town Kenai." Random things would happen in Kenai.
My kid would constantly see things that adults couldn't. Like when we were at the Toyatka's for lunch my daughter would wave out the window when there would be no one there.
I was only 26 living there and well, I know I wasn't getting "old" like people usually say. I'm organized enough to where I have a memory that I can back track to previous moments and remember exactly where I put something. For example, there is one place in our house where I always put my hairbrush; in the bathroom in a designated spot on the counter. Sometimes I would take it to my room to brush my kid's hair but usually it always stayed in the bathroom.
So in the bathroom when I needed to brush my hair it wouldn't be there so I would go check my room and it wouldn't be there either. I would go back to the bathroom and voila there it is back on the bathroom counter in a different spot then where I know it belongs.
It especially liked to make itself known that it was there when I was all alone or when all of us where in one spot. It would make noises in the kitchen when I was in my bedroom. I would go check to see if my mom came back home with my kid but to no avail; nothing would be there. When me, my mother and kid were busy in the living room it would make it sound like something had fallen in the bedroom or bathroom. I would go check and everything was as we left it before.
The most memorable story of the ghost is when I, my mother and kid were leaving to go somewhere. My mom and daughter both got ready faster than I could so they went out the door before me. I went into the kitchen to grab something and I thought my mom came back in because I heard the door open then close. We had an island type place where we could walk all the way around into the kitchen, living room and hallway to out the door.
I needed to ask my mother a question so when I was in the kitchen I walked towards the door in the hallway. My "mother" turned out to be the ghost went the other way. I could hear the footsteps so I started the other way thinking, ok we'll meet someplace in the middle. When I happened to change directions the noise changed directions too so I thought maybe I could go faster and catch up to her and started chasing the noise.
After a go around I started thinking, my mom wouldn't run away from me... Maybe she's out in the car waiting for me. I looked out the living room window and sure enough she was out in the passenger side of the car. Freaked out I dashed to the door and went out to join her and told her my exciting "ghost chase" of a story.