I have had so many ghostly encounters I just don't know which one to share or where to begin. I have lived in a haunted house all my life and it definitely feels so weird not to be in one anymore. I have had the best and worst experiences I could have ever imagined, from angry door knocking to whispers to actual sightings. It's been crazy and at times I questioned my own sanity. I have been trying to get information on the place where I grew up, particularly on the plot my house was built on but to no luck. My grandfather said it had been some sort of burial ground or religious place for rituals.
Anyway, I had just hit 30, my mom had passed on a few months before my 30th and I was quite edgy. I could sense unrest around me. I have not been able to sleep in the dark ever since I can remember (I still don't sleep in the dark). Everything had been going fine until one night I just couldn't get sleep. I tossed and turned in bed and I was very restless. When I finally did get sleep I felt the other side of the bed go down as though someone had sat on that side. I did not turn around. I would sleep with my back to the window because it would freak me out if I looked at it. Anyway, I passed it off as my imagination. I closed my eyes and tried to drift to sleep and finally I was rewarded with slumber. Just as I managed to get sleep I could hear someone snoring right near my head. I turned and I saw a dent on the pillow next to me. I freaked out. I laid on back and I started muttering some sort of prayers but it went on the entire night and only stopped at the break of dawn.
One night, my room was dimly lit and I was woken by a feeling that someone was staring at me. I looked around me and in an even dimmer corner I saw a figure of a man dressed in World War 2 type of shorts and vest. My mom would call them Quaker shorts (which made NO sense to me AT ALL). The figure was a man who looked like he was in his early to mid 20's. He stared at me as though I was the apparition. I jumped out of bed and ran down the corridor to the room where my brother and dad slept and I slept there for the rest of the night.
The snoring and sleeping on my bed continued for weeks and I had NO idea what was required of me to do. I was really freaked out, I thought I was losing my mind. I didn't know if I needed a shrink or an exorcist. Then I remembered that one of my parents' friends had a similar experience and she had told me to keep repeating, "I mean you no harm, you are safe. Please go towards the light you will be happy there!" He kept coming back for the next few nights and I kept repeating the phrase. Then suddenly, as suddenly as he appeared, he was gone. I never saw or heard him again.
To me it felt as though he had been dumped by his lover who MIGHT HAVE resembled me and he had returned to take what was his. I felt he had committed suicide because of his broken heart and lost love. He looked like a poor fisherman by his built and physique.
He did not look evil but I didn't want to find out if he was. I tried to do research on him but I could never get proper information on what the area was before it was colonized. I hope that someday I can find out who he is and give him closure.