I have a few encounters and pictures, but I do not know if they are real or not. My first story takes place in the sleepy town of Medford, Oregon. This one took place when I was 7 years old. My grampa had just refurbished the kitchen floor. He was so proud he took a picture of it. In this picture, there is what appears to be the ghostly image of a cat. Our neighbors at the time were elderly people who owned many cats. It could of been one of their deceased cats. I cannot post the picture because I lost it many years ago.
My next story takes place in Chicago's Bachelor's Grove, which is a very old cemetery. This happened when I was 10 years old. My dad and I where scouting out the old cemetery. It was the middle of summer, but it was freezing in the cemetery. We kept hearing unexplainable sounds that sounded like wood banging against wood. This sound did not match that of a woodpecker. I also heard what seemed to be footsteps and sighing.
My next and last story takes place where I live now, Hobart, Indiana. This started when I was 25 years old and still continues today.
Sometimes, I see dark figures in my window. I do not know what they are, but there is the possibility they are ghosts. Also, I hear unexplainable footsteps on my very creaky stairs. Sometimes I also suddenly feel very cold. My cat freaks out mostly in the kitchen. He stares at the doorway, sometimes for hours on end and refuses to leave the spot. By the way, my current house was built in 1890. Excuse my misspelling and improper English, for I am French and I am still learning English.