I believe in "spirits" because i have seen,felt and smelled them. My daughter and granddaughter have a "spiritual gift" I call it. My great grandson can see a person's aura and he's only going to be 8 next month. There is a little boy spirit that visits me and my husband when ever our great grandson visits. I have to tell you that my granddaughter and her son lived with us until she got married, so he is extremely close to us.

I do also, and also call them "spirits". It's hard to deny it when one has been visited and "touched" by someone close. How else to explain how I knew exactly when my father died?

Either that, or you left the lens cap on! Just kidding! I believe. My church was the family home of George Steele. He was one of the foremost architects in pre-Civil War Alabama and Georgia. The tales of what was seen and heard in that house (mansion) are too long and too many to relate right here, but one happened to my mom when she was pregnant with me. When I was about six or five, someone set fire to the main floor. It gutted one section, but the rest was saved. During cleanup and repair, people from the congregation stored stuff at their homes that used to be at the church. My dad brought home some tools (being my dad!). When he brought them through the front door, our dog's hackles rose and she growled while she followed my dad to the top of the basement stairs. My mom freaked and told him to just take those tools right back out of her house! He told her she was being rediculous and didn't. Well, that's when Jennifer (the dog) started acting very strange. She would walk through the house growling. And the sound of cabinets and doors opening and closing started. Our hall closet is stuffed to the gills with linens and junk and you still to this day have to put one hand on the stuff while you open or shut the door so it doesn't come crashing out. The last straw was when my mom heard that door pop open. She was mad because she knewshe would have to clean up all the stuff. But when she got to the hall, there was Jennifer...growling at the closet. The door was closed. My mom went and got the tools and set them outside and wouldn't let them back in. There was never another problem until I was in highschool....but that is for another time!

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yes I believe in ghosts but I call them spirtits.

i would love to hear about your angel experiences because i have had some angel experiences too.

I believe.In fact we have had them in our house.

My daughter lived in an old house where there was a very playful ghost. Her brush would disappear and then days later she would find it on the top shelf in the hall closet. Once my SIL removed his ring and laid it on the sink while he took a shower. When he got out, he could not find it and my daughter and both girls (ages 2 and 4) were in the kitchen at the table the whole time. Some time later, the light bulb burned out above the bathroom vanity and when he removed the globe, there was his ring! The attic light would come on repeatedly and she could hear a rocking chair rocking up there. But the most convincing "visit" was after my DD and SIL had an argument and he stormed out of the house. She laid on the bed and cried until she fell asleep. She woke when she felt him sit next to her on the bed, but she didn't open her eyes. She felt him gently push her hair out of her face and then she opened her eyes... and no one was there! She looked in the driveway, and his car was still gone. spooky!

yep.. lived with one for over 20 yrs. Was in an old house (almost 100 yrs) and he lived up stairs. We called him "sir" because I really felt it was a man.

On a funnier note. My sister came to visit and I had my grandkids for the weekend too. I told them not to bring up any of their experiences with the activity we have in the house will she was there because she gets scared easy. Well she asked at breakfast the next morning if one of the kids came in her room last night and sat on the bed. They both looked at me and said no. She said please don't tell me that I had "a visitor" last night. Well that got the kids going. That night she had both kids sleep with her. It was my sister, 10 yr. GS and 13 yr GD in a full size bed. On the morning we were to take her to the airport she came out of the bathroom scared to death saying something was hissing at her in there. After coming home from the airport I went in the bathroom and I heard the hissing. It was my air freshener going off every 9 min. She was releaved to hear she hadn't had compamy in the bathroom.