My story is kind of a weird one. I am 53 years old and have lived in the same state my whole life. I was raised on a small farm, driving tractors and riding horses. In the summer we used to sleep out on the hay stacks and tell ghost stories. We had an abandoned farm house a couple of miles from my house.
One summer day my sister and some of our friends went there. I had never seen a ghost but wanted too. The story was that two old sisters used to live there. Their family had built the home somewhere in the 1800's but now they owed back taxes and the county was going to sell their beloved farm. One day they decided to kill themselves. One sister shot herself with the double barreled shotgun and the other one gassed herself in the oven (I was a kid!)
So the hole in the wall was from one sister and the opened oven door was for the other one. So there we were, looking in the broken windows and we could see the open oven door. We saw the hole in the wall as we walked through the front door into the living room. All 5 little girls huddled together in a little girl ball of fear! Suddenly we heard the loudest scream EVER as the winged monster flew down the staircase after us! We ran so fast we forgot to even get on the horses we had ridden to the house! Well, it was a huge owl who flew down the stairs after us but at the time it was the scariest ghost ever in recorded history!
Now that I knew about ghosts I always had some fear of them. Through the years I have seen a few solid "ghosts" and I found out that I really wasn't that afraid of them.
One early morning after working an 11 hour shift, I got to bed about 3 in the morning. As I lay my head on my pillow I closed my eyes and right away I could feel someone looking at me. At the time I was in my mid 30's and a police officer and a single mother of 3 boys. I based my day of facts and evidence. But when I opened my eyes, there was a man laying next to me. He was laying on his side with his head supported on his hand and arm. He looked at me and smiled. I couldn't breath for about 30 seconds but suddenly I took a deep breath and he just smiled and vanished from his toes to his head.
I was pretty freaked out and unable to go back to sleep for quite a while after that but I think the one thing I took away from that was that I was NOT scared of him. I have seen that same man a few more times in my life and he never makes me feel afraid and he never touches me or says anything. He just shows up with a big smile on his face and he is gone.
Now I have been in the trailer I live in now since 1990. My grandmother and I bought this place and we also bought a brand new mobile home and put here. We are the only ones who have ever lived here, ever, that I know of. In 2000 I lost my beloved grandmother. She and I were very close and it broke my heart. Soon after I lost 3 great aunts, both my uncles and one great uncle then my cousin. In the last 4 years I have lost my aunt, my uncle and my mother. My Gram was the only one who lived in the trailer with me but I have heard my mother's voice, seen my uncle and I have many, many, many weird things going on pretty much all the time.
My 18 year old son thinks I am a loony and he does not believe in ghosts at all! HE is hard core Atheist, he believes that when you die that's it, your lights go out and you do too.
One morning he was sitting on the love seat getting ready for school. Directly in front of the love seat is my bedroom door (actually about 15' from the love seat is my door). He was drinking coffee and he looked up to see an old woman standing in the doorway. He looked at her, she looked at him, then she stepped back into my room and was gone! He freaked out! He started yelling "NO! NO! I DID NOT JUST SEE THAT!" He is still upset about it!
This is the only mobile home I have ever heard of that is haunted. It is my loved ones that are here, I know it is. They never scare me and if they start scaring others I just ask them to stop.
One day I lost my pills. I was going crazy looking for them! Finally I just stopped and said out loud, "Grandma, would you please help my find my pills? I can't find them and I don't know where they are!" I was almost in tears at this point. Suddenly it was like someone one just took over, I just got up out of the chair and walked right to the place where I had hidden the pill bottle. When my arm reached out to grab the bottle it felt like she let go of me. I was the coolest thing EVER.
I no longer fear death like I used to. I know that when I leave this body I will join with my kin and we will be off to new journeys and new lives. I don't believe in demons either. I think there are bad spirits just like there are bad people. I have dealt with plenty enough bad people to know that they die too. Some of them, I think, can be just as angry and hateful in death as they are in life.