I have tons of 'em! :::gleeful dance:::
Everyone has their own opinion of what ghosts are, and I subscribe to the traditional idea that ghosts are simply dead people. They may not know they're dead, or have unfinished business, or just like to hang out and make people jump...but honest-to-gosh ghosts were once alive. Other things that were never alive are not ghosts...dunno just *what* they are, but they're something else.
I've written down a few stories of my own here, completely true and not a bit "spiced up". They're nifty enough without a load of lies thrown in for effect. And really, what's the point of having a ghost encounter if you're going to lie about it?
I was spending a week in a cabin in Colorado with some friends of mine. We met online, and had decided to rent a cabin so we could finally meet face-to-face. We had a wonderful time, laughing and gabbing until the wee hours, so we didn't notice anything "off" about the place. But, at one point everyone decided to go into town for supplies except Brigid and me, so the cabin was practically deserted. Brigid went to the downstairs level of the cabin, which was closed off from the rest of the building, to take a nap, and I decided to use the restroom. As I was...*ahem*... indisposed, I clearly heard the front door bang, heavy footsteps across the floor from the front door to the door between the living room and the hot tub room, then that door banged open and shut. The restroom I was in was on the other side of the hot tub room. Then, the sounds stopped. I would have heard breathing, or rustleing if someone had been there, as the acoustics in the hot tub room were wonderful, but there was nothing. The front door was locked with a keypad lock, so no one had entered the cabin. As soon as I stopped laughing, I finished up in the bathroom and checked the house, already knowing that I wouldn't find anyone. Brigid was sound asleep downstairs, and when she came up twenty minutes later, I verified that she had been in the lower level the entire time.
That was the *meanest* ghost I've ever encountered...*intentionally* waiting until he could catch me with my pants down!