I never believed in ghost etc. until about a year after my wife passed. The dog and I were on the couch when the dog went nuts. Out of the corner of my eye as saw a white form (blob) cross the room and out the back door. The pastor said it was my wife (who passed at home) telling me she was alright. Haven't seen her since.
That's crazy, Don. I believe it.
At age 17, I picked up a free couch from an elderly couple, who both had been previously widowed. Since they both came from past marriages, they had a bunch of unused furniture they needed to get rid of - hence the free couch.
I put that green beauty in my bedroom, under my window, and next to my bed. One night, after 3 months of owning the couch, I woke up abruptly. I didn't remember having a bad dream or anything, just woke up startled. I looked over to my right, and sitting on the couch, I saw the face of an old man, smiling. Big ol grin on this guys face - staring at me. I just got up and walked out of my room. That night, I was hoping that I was "just seeing things" - but it was too real to justify as my imagination. Anyway, that's my ghost story. Old man on the couch... I can only assume it was the lady's dead husband. He sure was happy. lol
