When I was in 5th or 6th grade my mother let me stay home alone. I came home from school at about 4:00 and my mother had to work until 6:00. I had just started staying home alone so I was still sort of creeped out about being in the house by myself.
One day, I came home from school and ran to the phone to call my friend to see if she could come over. The phone was in the kitchen and from the kitchen you could look down the hallway and see into my mother's room a little. Well we lived in a pretty small apartment at the time. Right when I grabbed the phone I looked into my mother's room and saw a figure of this man. He was wearing a suspender outfit with a top hat and he was looking in the mirror.
I dropped the phone and ran out my door. I ran down the hall and hid behind one of the walls. I stayed there for a while because I was too afraid to go back into my apartment. I got my courage back and went back inside. I called my friend and told her to come over.
Just recently I told my mother about this. She had told me that the man I saw was my great grandfather. She told me that my grandmother had once seen him at the foot of her bed watching her sleep. She said she was surprised I had seen him. So I have a question for you...
What does it mean when ghosts are on earth instead of heaven or hell?