I woke up to strange noises in my room one night. I sat up, looked around, there was a strange figure of a woman standing in the corner in the shadows. She seemed to be looking down at her feet with her hair partially covering her face. She started to whisper words I couldn't really make out. I tried to call out to my father but I was so shocked that I couldn't get the words out of my mouth, so I laid there watching her for about fifteen minutes but shortly after I drifted back to sleep. The next morning at about five past eight I woke up to find my door closed when I remembered the night before it was open.
When I told my father he explained that maybe ghosts are sometimes a projection of a thought or a memory that is somehow transmitted from the human mind to a place where a significant event occurred.
That event may be traumatic in this case. My dad told me as I was writing this that that the woman who lived here before us suffered from domestic abuse and that her male companion would padlock the children out of the kitchen. One day she fled for her life in fear of her partner.
I'd imagine the woman spent a fair bit of time acting like the ghost woman I saw in my bedroom so I don't know if it was a physical ghost or a projection of the mind. But scientists don't really understand the complete working of the human mind and also I suspect that an emotion could have made the ghost woman be looking upset and sad. But who knows? It may be that it isn't the woman that used to live there but I strongly believe that it is. So that is my story, this is true and please share any comments of what you think of it.