I am not really sure whether or not to consider this a ghost story or not, you can read and let me know. I am 17, I am young and I was younger then. My cousin killed himself at the end of my road (I live at a dead end) when he was 17 and I was 13. He was one of my best friends but I guess you could say this world got the better of him.
Not too long after his death, about 2 months or so I would say, I was listening to music in my cd player and reading a book. I was just laying there and my cd player has a knob on it, the kind you have to turn, and well, it turned down! At first I thought, "oh well just bumped it", but then it happened a few more times. I was thinking "okay that's a little creepy" but brushed it off as nothing.
I got up later and then came back and it happened again, finally after about 2 more times, (I didn't see it happen but I could hear it and then I would turn it back up) I just said "okay matt this isn't funny would you knock it off?" and it stopped. So that was that.
Later I did end up dreaming about him but I don't think it was related, it was just of him walking through my house and I passed him in the hall, and I stopped and was like, "aren't you dead?" He said "no", and went into the bathroom and I followed (strangely my cd player was in there) and he said "you might want to go outside". I went outside and looked, and everywhere I looked there were people being hung, but not from trees or anything, from those things that they used to hang more than 1 person. I looked at the end of the road and there was my family going up on it, but luckily for me I woke up before I saw it.
The weird thing about that though is my mom was up there with my dad and brother and sisters, and she died 4 years before this dream. I love my family so you can see how the dream would scare me. Nothing bad has happened since then, well death wise, so I'm pretty sure I think it was just a dream.