In this post I will be writing some experiences my Granny had when she was about 14 years old.
She used to live in a very big house that then turned into a restaurant (that's relevant). Lets begin.
It was around 11 to 12 pm, G (I'll call her that) was in bed ready to go to sleep when she felt that someone was sitting at the feet of her bed. G opened her eyes and saw her father. (He had died 3 years ago). He talked to her like if he had never died and it was a completely natural conversation.
When they finished talking, he just got up, opened the door and left. G never felt weird or scared whatsoever.
When the house was turned into a restaurant, it was still owned by G's family. At night, sometimes the waitresses had to stay because it was way too dark and a bit dangerous to go home. One of the stories the waitresses said to have had experienced was that when they were getting the sleeping bags ready, they kept hearing footsteps. A shuffling-like noise of someone wearing slippers. Then doors being closed and windows too. When they went to check, there was no-one there. So after some nights they decided to tell G's mother. It turned out to be her father all along. (As I said before, he had died 3 years ago). G's father used to wear slippers, that explained the noise, and at night, he went and closed windows and doors so the heat would stay.
I hope you enjoyed the story. I know it's a bit short and I'm sorry for that, I'll try to make them longer though.:)