So this will make me sound like a crazy person but whatever. I have a resident ghost in my house. I own the house I grew up in now and have lived here most of my life. When I was little myself and my siblings experienced all sorts of innocuous things like feeling like being watched or hearing unexplainable sounds. We would joke about it being a ghost but no one really believed it because that would have made it scary. But once I bought the place and moved back in the activity began to include lights turning themselves off/on and finding items having been moved especially as we began renovating things. I couldn’t really brush the experiences off and finally all the little pieces of my memories started falling into place. Like how my repeated childhood dreams of digging in the backyard only to find a grave linked up many years later with the news of my neighbors two doors down finding a civil war grave when digging posts for a new fence. They actually had to have county people come out to do an archeology digg before they could put their fence in. Or the time my edgy teenage self and friends played with an oujia board and ended up asking our “ghost” questions from our history book as a joke, except the answers were all correct. (I never played with the damn thing again.) I never really talked about any of this with my family until the activity picked up during renovations after I bought the place. I remember I was joking with my mom one day saying I didn’t think the “ghost” was happy with the changes I was making and she just casually mentions that oh yeah she had actually seen our friend in the kitchen (where we were doing the most renovations) from time to time. She told me that he looked like a young man in civil war uniform with curly blond hair. She really doesn’t like to talk about supernatural things so it was quite a shock to me. After hearing that I went home and had a “talk” with the ghost. I told him that I’m still the same person he’s always watched over, that he was welcome to stay as long as he behaved, and that we needed to update house to keep it from falling apart. And wouldn’t you know it the talking worked as the majority of the activity stopped. We still find the occasional items moved around but it seems to be more like he’s cleaning up after us. He’s cleared trash off the floor and picked up items that the dog might have accidentally gotten ahold of. And our dog still growls at seemingly nothing in the kitchen from time to time. Other than that we all just go about our lives and I don’t really tell people about it because it sounds crazy. I still don’t know how I will approach the situation when it’s finally time to sell the place but that’s a long ways off for now.
So this will make me sound like a crazy person but whatever. I have a resident ghost in my house. I own the house I grew up in now and have lived here most of my life. When I was little myself and my siblings experienced all sorts of innocuous things like feeling like being watched or hearing unexplainable sounds. We would joke about it being a ghost but no one really believed it because that would have made it scary. But once I bought the place and moved back in the activity began to include lights turning themselves off/on and finding items having been moved especially as we began renovating things. I couldn’t really brush the experiences off and finally all the little pieces of my memories started falling into place. Like how my repeated childhood dreams of digging in the backyard only to find a grave linked up many years later with the news of my neighbors two doors down finding a civil war grave when digging posts for a new fence. They actually had to have county people come out to do an archeology digg before they could put their fence in. Or the time my edgy teenage self and friends played with an oujia board and ended up asking our “ghost” questions from our history book as a joke, except the answers were all correct. (I never played with the damn thing again.) I never really talked about any of this with my family until the activity picked up during renovations after I bought the place. I remember I was joking with my mom one day saying I didn’t think the “ghost” was happy with the changes I was making and she just casually mentions that oh yeah she had actually seen our friend in the kitchen (where we were doing the most renovations) from time to time. She told me that he looked like a young man in civil war uniform with curly blond hair. She really doesn’t like to talk about supernatural things so it was quite a shock to me. After hearing that I went home and had a “talk” with the ghost. I told him that I’m still the same person he’s always watched over, that he was welcome to stay as long as he behaved, and that we needed to update house to keep it from falling apart. And wouldn’t you know it the talking worked as the majority of the activity stopped. We still find the occasional items moved around but it seems to be more like he’s cleaning up after us. He’s cleared trash off the floor and picked up items that the dog might have accidentally gotten ahold of. And our dog still growls at seemingly nothing in the kitchen from time to time. Other than that we all just go about our lives and I don’t really tell people about it because it sounds crazy. I still don’t know how I will approach the situation when it’s finally time to sell the place but that’s a long ways off for now.