These were posted by me on DC.com in regards to believing in ghosts.
http://www.dodgecharger.com/forum/index.php/topic,24430.40.html
1. Well, the worst experience was when I lived in Idaho. I was living in a house that had a reputation of being a drug house and I was a not so good person at the time. I decided that I wanted to clean up and started reading scriptures every morning and night. I was really feeling good. I felt like I believed in something again, so much so that I quit smoking, drinking, and all of the other stuff. I felt I was well on my way to cleaning up. One night I was in the house in my room and no one else was there. I was on my knees reading the scriptures and doing just fine when my door knob started shaking. I figured it must just be Colby playing a joke and I opened the door and no one was there, I thought it was weird but continued to read. Then it started again, I grabbed the knob as it was shaking and opened the door and there was nothing there. Then I got this ..... very unwelcoming dark feeling. I jumped in my bed, the door started doing it again and something else grabbed my arm and through it against the door just as it flung open. My arm hitting the door slammed it back shut. I sit there and prayed that it would go away and it did, but it scared the hell out of me. I have never been able to read the holy writ faithfully since as I am afraid that the demon will come back. I was not on drugs or anything at this time and there was NO explanation of what could have caused it. It wasn't windy or anything. Coincidentally, last year I had the same feeling, just not as strong. The next morning I got a call from Colby telling me that the house had burnt down.
I will swear on my life that everything I just told you is 100% true. I even spoke with a counselor and a religious leader about it because it had been bothering me so much.
If you don't want to believe, that's fine, don't. Criticize the story but please respect God and my religion and don't make and religious or God remarks.
2.Also, we have a house in the family that has been since it was built in the late 1800's. In the 80's, my aunt still lived there but was starting to go crazy. She had "guests" all the time. Some of my family even have recordings. Anyone that has ever lived in the house or been in it for very long at all have felt, seen, or heard something. I lived there as a child for a little wile, I don't remember it. But my Dad has a few stories. They had a cookoo clock that would wind itself. My Dad was walking down the stairs and someone called his name. It was so vivid that he answered back and then realized that there was no one else up there. My Aunt Telsy was looking for a national geographic one day and heard Lila (the old aunt) talking to a guy, Telsy even heard the guy. Then realized that she hadn't heard the door shut and got up to walk out and saw Lila looking up (she was sitting down) like she was talking to a guy and then she turned to Telsy and asked if she found what she needed. There were always things going on in that house. I have some relatives that will not go in the house even still and Lila passed in the early 90's. Since then there has been very little paranormal stuff in there. I have had other things too. But this is enough for now.
3. I'll tell another personal story.
While I lived in Idaho Falls, I worked at a Hotel. I was the weekend night audit. One night I was working and a tree in the foyer kept moving. All the others were perfectly still. I figured it was nothing but the heater blowing on it. After a wile, it started shaking even more violently. So I walked over to it and there was no air current at all. There was no reason for it to shake. As I walked away, it just stopped. It kind of bothered me, but it was no big deal. The next night as I was working, the lights were on in the convention room. I walked back there, made sure no one was back there and shut the lights off. As I left, I shut and locked the door. About an hour later, I was walking around doing one of my hourly inspections and noticed from across the way that the lights were on again. I was kind of pissed because I figured someone must have got back there. So I go back in to shut the lights off. I yell to see if anyone answers and no one does. I walk into the closet to shut the lights off. When I walk in there, there was a guy standing there staring at me. I ran out of there faster than a marathon runner. I sit at the desk the rest of the night and didn't move. In the morning when the manager came to take over, I told her what had happened. She kind of chuckled and said it happens to all the night audits.
That Hotel was built in the 60's. I was told that any crime that can be committed, had been committed in that building. There was record of several murders there.
