It was a rainy night, the date august 22nd, 2010. I was sleeping and heard creeks and noises, and then I felt my bed move. I thought it was the dog, and I called her name Oreo, nothing. A few moments later I swear I felt something and my blanket moved it was the freakiest thing ever. I turned on the television and saw nothing. I was so shaken, and my heart was pounding a mile a minute. I actually yelled out my roommates name and almost went to his room. I was so shaken that I could not fall back to sleep for a couple of hours.
The next day I was talking to my roommate and without any prodding he was telling me that at around 2am last night he had a ghostly visitor by the name of Farrah, she is a girl friend of his who recently passed away at the young age of 35. He said she told him she was Ok and to stop worrying about her and that in time he will see her.
The freaky thing is that that was around the same time I had heard noises and all the above things had happened to me. I never believed in ghosts and I am 45 years old, but after the experience that took place last night I can't help but believe in ghosts now.
I look forward to hearing what other people have to say about this as I was never someone who believed in the supernatural, I suddenly have a change of heart.