Before I was born, my great uncle Joseph died. He was electrocuted to death while working on a power line outside of my great grandmother's house in Jackson, Georgia. One night, when I was about seven years old, I was sitting in the living room at my great grandmother's house with my aunt, Natasha. Grandma was asleep. At about ten o'clock, Natasha stood and said that she had smelt something burning. She went into the kitchen and looked inside the oven. Nothing was inside. She then looked in the microwave. Nothing in there either. She checked all of the outlets and wires, but nothing was wrong with anything as far as she could tell. She called me and we walked to the window to check outside. When we looked out the window, we saw a man standing where the pole that held up the power line used to stand. The man was on fire, and he seemed to stare at us from across the lawn. I had never seen the man before, but Natasha said that it was my dead uncle's ghost.
The next morning, Natasha and I asked Grandma about what we had seen and she told us that it had happened at least five times before. She said that her Rottweiler Baby sometimes stood in her pin with her ears perked up and she starts barking at the same place the ghost was always seen standing at.
My question is, was what we had seen really Uncle Joseph's ghost?
If anyone knows what happened or why the ghost still haunts my grandmother's house, please let me know.