My ghost story starts at my grandmother's house when I was about 12 years old. Let me give you a minor description of the back room (TV room) I was in at the time. The back room is an add-on extension. There's a back door with the laundry room to the right, an armoire on the wall beside that, and a bathroom next to the armoire. There's a couch in front of the armoire and bathroom. In front of that is a small coffee table and, of course, the very large TV on the mantle in front of that. To the right of the couch is a very long hallway that leads to the rest of the house. There is also another couch adjacent to the first one that is right before the long hallway.
I was standing in front of the couch in front of the armoire and I bent down to pick up the remote. When I pointed it at the TV, in the reflection of the TV screen was a tall man standing behind the couch directly behind me (mind you I'm the only one in the house everyone else is outside on the front porch enjoying the summer). So I'm staring at the man in the reflection of the TV screen. He had on a long church coat and a brimmed hat and he was staring right back at me. So I decide to turn my body without turning my head to see if there really is someone behind me. As soon as I turn my head to look behind me he was gone. I cleared that whole couch and jetted down the hallway to tell my grandmother what I saw. To my surprise she smiles and walks away.
About an hour later everyone was at the kitchen table looking at old pictures. I was just standing there watching, still in shock from my encounter. As I'm watching the pictures get passed around, a small wallet-sized picture gets flicked out and lands in the middle. It was like the whole world stopped. I pointed at the picture and yelled, "Grandma, that's him!" She picks up the picture and says, "That's my uncle. He died in the backyard, which would now be the TV room in the back. They say he killed himself, but how do you kill yourself then bury the knife too? That was back in the day when they didn't look into homicides of black on black crime." In awe I shook my head then went outside.