So basically this is my story. When my parents first got divorced and my dad met my stepmom, they all encouraged me to spend the weekend at her parents' house to get to know everyone. So I agreed, thinking it be very fun. In a way it was. In other ways, sort of wasn't. I always believed in ghosts, hoping maybe, just maybe I'd meet one some day.
Okay, so I had to sleep in the living room one night, and I couldn't sleep I felt like someone was there and I looked over and saw this old lady staring at me. And she stuck a finger to her lips and said, "shh," then she vanished.
The next morning I asked my stepmom and it turns out the family living there before had played with a Ouija board, and my stepmom has seen all kinds of people since. The next night I was standing in the bathroom fixing up my hair when a random paper clip falls to the ground. I tried to brush it off but I had a feeling someone was there.
Later that night when I was about to go to sleep I heard a man's voice in the living room where I was sleeping again. It couldn't be my dad or my step-grandfather because they were all asleep and the voice was close to my ear.
There hasn't been much else that has happened although I have seen the lady repeatedly throughout my stays. I have accepted knowing I will always be seeing her there.
If you would like a description of the lady, she was seen wearing a long red dress, and you couldn't make out her face that well. But I do know for sure it was not a dream, especially when you see her every time you visit.
Thank you for reading my story and I would love to read yours, and of course I will post lots more whenever I have another encounter.