It seems that sensitivity runs in the family. I have always felt presences and even had some experiences, but I'll save some of those for another time. This is about my son's experience with a spirit.
We moved into our home about a year ago, and everything seemed quiet. I sensed something was there but not in a harmful way. Well one night about three weeks ago I was walking through our house just making sure all the lights were off before going to bed myself, as I was approaching my son's room I could hear him talking to someone. He was actually holding a conversations with someone. I asked him who he was talking to, he replied my new friend, so I asked about his new friend. He told me his friend's name was John and that he used to live here before we moved in. I said ok and told him to get some sleep. I went to my room and asked my fiancee if he ever told our son the name of the gentleman that lived here before we did. He said "no, why?" so I told him what happened. You see John was the name of the man that lived in the house for a long time and passed away in the bathroom a little over two years ago. And we live across the street from the cemetery where he was buried.
I thought this was so cool. I had to share it with you. And I would be more then happy for some input.