This is my first time submitting my story! I have been reading these experiences for about a month and thought I should share some of my experiences. To start off I should tell you a little about myself. I live in my house with my parents, brothers and grandma. My grandpa also lived with us but he died about two years ago. I should also mention that my grandma does not live in the main house but in an apartment connected to our house through a door in our living room.
My first experience was when I was about two. Though I have no memories of this, my mother has told me that I used to talk to my great grandma. My great grandma was not dead but she had a stroke and was a vegetable. She was there psychically but not mentally. These talks would occur in my room by myself. Apparently I would just babble away like I was having a conversation but no one was there. When I was asked who I was talking to I would always reply grandma (as in my great grandma). I would also give a brief summary of what I was talking about.
One conversation my mother recalls is when I said that we had to come up here because grandma is afraid of the dog (my dog back then was a yellow lab). My mother thought it was odd that I mentioned that detail then told my dad and he said that it was funny I said that because his grandmother was deathly afraid of dogs. That was something that no one else knew because he never told anyone that. These talks with my great grandma happened about 10 times that my mom counted. My great grandma died later that year and I guess that's when I stopped seeing her. Hopefully she has moved on. Since then I have not seen any other ghosts but have had some experiences.
Once in the winter after my grandpa had passed I was in my living room and my grandma (the living one not my great grandma) came over from her apartment to get the mail which was on the kitchen table. She dragged the door but instead of shutting it stayed open a crack, which I had never seen happen as it is a heavy door, it would usually close. I thought it was odd but continued watching TV. Then out of the corner of my eye I saw the door knob jiggling. I continued to watch, then the door slammed shut. (No one else was home but me and my grandma and she was in the kitchen so she couldn't have done it).
Another experience is during the fall and my new pug had been acting weird. He had been licking the air like it was somebody's hand in greeting and then running away acting like he was struck by something. I have also had an uncomfortable feeling like I was being watched for most of my life I thought maybe my dog had also been sensing this presence. Then my dog started barking at corners and especially at the door leading to the playroom that we hardly use anymore. One night he was barking furiously at this corner with tinfoil containers on these shelves then all of a sudden the tinfoil containers came crashing down. Again no one was in the house but me let alone in the same room.
My second experience is when I was in my living room reading some stories on YGS and I heard this raining almost scratching noise near the window which was next to my chair. I looked outside the window and it was quite sunny not a drop in sight or animal scratching. Then my dog started barking furiously at the door that leads to my grandma's apartment. His barking in that general area is usually a warning sign for something bad about to happen. I was freaked out by the stories, the barking and the scratching/raining noise. So I ran to my grandma's apartment. I told her my experience and she told me she had heard the same noise in her closet every night. The back of her closet and the playroom share the same wall. We heard the scratching/raining noise in different areas but by the way she described it, it sounds like the same noise.
Late that night it actually did start to rain and the lightening was crazy! There were three distinct bolts of lightning that lit up the entire black night sky a bright blue. I'm not a fan of lightning storms so I was a little uneasy.
My dog has this rug that he always lays on and I took the rug from him because he was chewing on my shoes and put it on top of his crate as he was trying to get the crate moved forward about 3 feet and then, as my dog was getting out of the crate, the crate door slammed shut and hit him in the face. My dog refused to go near that area and was very clingy and afraid to go anywhere without me.
I thought that perhaps my grandpa's ghost was still hanging around but now thinking on it I think that maybe it's something evil. My grandpa was a very sweet man and would not hurt a fly especially not a pleasant mannered dog like my pug.
I think that the door suddenly shaking and closing was my grandpa's way of saying goodbye but the rest I think might be something evil or something. Comments and advice much appreciated. Thanks for reading!