My story begins a few years back, 10 years and 10 months to be exact. I was pregnant with my second child, a son, when my Papa passed away from an awful struggle against cancer. He truly loved my daughter and was heartbroken as he knew he would probably not meet his great-grandson. He had moved in with my mother for his final years. He died in what used to be my brother's room at my mother's home.
Last July, my mother retired and moved, myself and my fiancee bought her home (which was my childhood home). We completely remodeled the house. One day, I was alone at the house and painting my brother's old room. This room was to now belong to both my 10 years old son and my 2 years old son. I was up on the ladder trying to stretch-paint (not smart) when I lost my balance and saw my feet leave the ladder. I closed my eyes and somehow was put back and saved from falling! I had goosebumps but just said "Thanks Papa".
Two nights ago my toddler told me there is a ghost laying in his Bubba's bed. He has since started being very clingy. He is usually fearless and dark does not bother him. Last night, me and my fiancee were watching TV and my son was sitting on his bed playing Game boy. He said the ghost was there. We watched him, he was unaware we were watching, as he played, he would big-eyed look at the bed beside him. He did this for about 20 min. He never cried, just acted like he did not want to lose sight of "ghost". My two older children were not here at the time.
Does anyone have any advice, etc?