Hi, again everybody, this is an experience that happened to me in 1993, at my dad's home. I was eight months pregnant at the time with my oldest son Christopher. We were all about to eat dinner, my brother, my dad, my son's dad, and myself. We had dinner every night together, sitting in our usual chairs. I was about to take a bite out of my taco, when something bright caught my eye, where I was sitting I could see down the hallway really good.
There running from my brother's room was a old man probably in his 60's jogging towards my room, he was wearing short blue jogging shorts, you know the ones that have white striping all around, no shirt, white sweat bands on his head, and around his wrists. I could see right through him. I jumped up and started screaming, did you see that? Of course, everyone thought I was losing it, trying to explain what I saw through my sobbing and crying. It happened so fast, but seemed like forever, that's how good I saw this man.
As I was packing my bags, my brother came in and said he believed me and that he knew who this man was and how he died. At the time my brother was playing around with a ouija board by himself or usually with a couple of friends. They would tell us stories of how people died and you can contact them by playing the game. My brother told me that the ghost's name was Hank, he would always go jogging every morning, at the same time, same place like clockwork, until one day he was hit from behind and thrown into a ravine, where he lay there bleeding internally.
His body was not found until 4 days after the hit-in-run. He had no family and lived alone at the time of his death. My brother finished his story, and I still could not comprehend what he just told me, if it was true or what, all I can say is I know what and who I saw, but don't know why it chose me to see it, I've haven't seen it again, but my boys and I will never again sleep over at my dad's house again, we just go to visit and leave.
I can tell you though, my dad's house is so haunted, so many different family members have heard, seen, or felt presences in the house. How they got there is beyond me, I just hope that whatever it is they want, they don't try to contact me.