I am 33 now I still remember that morning that it happened.
It was a hot summer morning in San Antonio, Texas. I was about 10 years old. We lived in a very old house. Our living room was next to our dinning room. I remember I was watching cartoons and my mother was outside talking to my Godmother who lived next door to us when something made me look toward the dinning room. There I saw a lady sitting on a chair looking right at me. She was clearly transparent and was wearing a long white dress. I got up and ran outside. The freaky part was that I had to run by her in order to get to my mother. I closed my eyes and ran. I almost knocked my mother down. She asked me what was wrong I told her what had happened; she looked at me and told me it was my imagination.
A couple of weeks later my uncle came into town and he slept in the living room. One night while we were out of town, he said he woke up in the middle of the night and saw a lady sitting at the dinning staring at him. He quickly covered himself and fell asleep. A lot of strange things continued to happen until we moved a year later.
A cousin of mine that spent the night heard the dishes moving. My parents would hear footsteps during the night.
It was a strange house.