I am a 50 year old mother-grandmother-greatgrandmother. For the past 12 months, I have been capturing actual ghost photos on my digital camera. Not orbs or lights, actual people. They are not visible to me when taking the photos, just when I upload or develop.
One girl I have captured in two different months on same stone. I post my photos on the CNN IReports a lot of the time, you can see some of them there. So interesting. I live in Illinois, and have no history with Paranormal. Some of the photos I have show children, some show what I think may be Angels. I have captured one figure that my brother said is very eerie, it is a hooded figure standing in front of a tombstone with a white mist rising behind him. I have two in same area that appear to show a man with the top half possibly on fire.
When I take these photos, there really is nobody around except my 78 year old mother and I. Rarely do I get out of the car, these are all taken out of my open car window. I have not really had paranormal experiences, except mid summer this year. I walked into my brother's home that my daughter and her children were renting after they had moved. Immediately, I heard what sounded like men talking together on a radio so naturally I thought they had left on a radio. The sound was coming from a corner in the living room. As soon as I approached that area, it came to a dead stop.
The next afternoon, I walked into the front door very quietly and snapped a photo. The only thing I got was a huge orb (again, I rarely think these are anything but dust) right in the place I had heard the talking. Very strange. Also, in the 1980s my daughter and I were asleep in my bed and I awoke to see all kinds of tiny bubbles? Coming through the window like lights. They were not car lights, really no explanation. My daughter sat up just at that time and said: Mom, do you see the bubbles? She swore she saw soldiers in the bubbles. Weird.
Other than that, the only other strange thing in this area happened to me when I was 5 years old. I was sleeping and awoke to find a skeleton standing beside my bed. He told me to follow him, I did. He walked into our kitchen and through the back door, where I could see him in the window on other side telling me to come along. I did. The next thing I remembered, I had walked down our rock driveway in my bare feet and was at our front door crying. Again, weird.!