There were a couple of ghost experiences I had in my life time, but the one that I'm about to share happened to me in January of 2014, and it's the most recent one that I can fully remember.
During this time I was still living with my mom, older sister and brother. I came home from work at 6:30 pm, and the two people that are usually at home around that time are my sister and mother. At that time my brother worked afternoon shifts, so he wouldn't be home until midnight.
When I walked through the front door, my sister (let's call her Jan) was sitting on the couch watching television, and my mother was in the kitchen talking on her phone. I said hello and walked passed her to go to my bedroom, and I opened up my door and walked in. My room wasn't entirely dark, I have blinds on my windows that were open and there's a street lamp right outside on my neighbor's front lawn and it casts a glow into my room. I have a overhead lamp that was not working due to having an electrical issue, so I would have to use my lamp that was on my bedside table.
While I was walking towards my lamp, to my left was my closet and to my right was my bed. Right when I was about to reach for my lamp to turn on the light, I suddenly jumped because I saw to my left a figure standing right by my bedside table. The left side where my closet is located wasn't too dark, but I could still make out a figure. I stood there staring at it. I could see an outline of a head, shoulders, and a torso just standing there and I could just sense something "there", and it wasn't an evil presence either.
I was thinking to myself, "Is this my brother? Is he trying to scare me?" Then I remembered that he wasn't at home, so it couldn't have been him... Plus he hasn't pulled a prank like this on me since we were kids. I became scared. I suddenly decided to gather enough courage to slowly put my hands towards it to see if I can feel anything, and while I was doing that the figure suddenly vanished. That's when I ran out of my room into the living room to tell "Jan" what had happened.
Right after I told her, she had a look on her face that gave me chills. I asked her why she looked upset and she told me that the other night our brother had seen something similar. She told me that when he woke up during the night, still half asleep, he thought he saw someone standing at the foot of his bed, and it started to lean in towards him. He was kicking his feet, but couldn't feel anything. He grabbed his phone to use the flashlight feature, and when he turned it on it was gone.
This happened mid-January and I could only think of one explanation... My father died at the end of January of 2003, so I believe it was him paying a visit. This never happened before, nor did this happen again. I just have a feeling that he wanted to stop by to say hello to us.