I'm 48 yrs. old, and always thought "ghosts" were just peoples imagination running away with them, but ever since my sister and her family bought an old house, I've become a believer.
The house dates from the 1870's, is very large, and sit's on four lots in a small town.
They got a real good deal on it, so good I was sure something was wrong. The former owners left the state.
Not long after they moved in, Sister, husband and 5 kids, strange things started to happen.
The 6 year old daughter was found crying in her room, hands over her ears saying the mean man is yelling at me.
A picture of the kids on a shelf, behind glass figurines, was smashed on the floor while my sister was in the next room. She said no way the framed picture fell off the shelf without rising up and over the figurines.
Brother in law wakes up, clothes aren't on the chair beside the bed. They are laid out on the floor in the shape of a person.
Feelings of a child getting in bed with the parents, and when they turn on a light there is no one there.
dozens of strange things went on over the next year, so they went to their minister to see if he could help. He is Baptist, and a little " over the top" if you ask me, but he showed up, did some hocus pocus, burned a couple books (?) in the driveway, and that was the end of the events.
Since then I haven't dismissed people's stories as I used to, my sister and her husband are educated, smart people and I totally believe them.