Throughout my life I have been fascinated with ghost stories, but I have never actually experienced one myself. I live in Central Florida.
Four years ago, I moved in with my then boyfriend, now husband, about an hour away in a small rural town. He has lived in the home for 16 years. Before I moved in, he told me about two specific experiences he had in the home. Both times he was alone in the home, asleep in his bed, when he was abruptly woken up. An old woman was at the foot of the bed, staring at him. He didn't sense anything malevolent with the woman and promptly fell back to sleep both times. I was amazed he could actually fall back asleep after being in the presence of what he thought was a ghost!
After I moved in, we had two separate paranormal experiences, about a month apart. First, around 2:15 am, our fan light, which is always turned completely off every night, turned on all by itself. We woke up blinking at the bright flood of light, confused. The very next night, at the same time, it happened again. I started to worry. He told me to relax and that it was nothing but an electrical fluke. It never happened again.
About a month later, we were again asleep, and the TV in the living room turned on all by itself with the volume turned all the way up. As many of you may be familiar with, modern TVs take 3 remotes and pushing 9 buttons to even turn them on, much less with full volume. We turned the TV off and went back to sleep. Amazingly, the next night, at the same time, the TV turned itself on again, at full volume. I was really freaked out and insisted that we call a priest if it happened a third time. It never happened again.
The house has been relatively quiet after those instances. I began to forget my worries about ghosts. Last Friday, I had my first real experience seeing a ghost. I do not know what time it was, but it was well after everyone in the house was asleep. Something woke me up and I looked at the foot of the bed to see a dark figure sitting there. It was dark and I did not have my glasses on so I could not clearly see the figure, but I got a sense it was male. My husband is often restless at night and I simply assumed it was him. The figure rose and walked to the door. I don't remember the door opening. I flipped over in bed and saw my husband fast asleep next to me. I jumped and sat straight up in bed. The room was empty. The next morning when I told my husband, he insisted I was dreaming, but I just don't believe I was.
None of the encounters we have experienced have felt malevolent, but it is creepy just the same.