posted on Mar, 12 2007 @ 02:40 AM
That happened to me once, scared the living daylights out of me. I finally figured out how to register on this site, now I can tell my story.
Some friends had gone to Florida for a vacation and asked me to stay at their farm to take care of the livestock. I obliged. Anyways, one of the
nights it was late and I was watching television. All of the lights in the house were off. As I was watching TV, out of the corner of my eye I noticed
a light come on. I went to investigate, and noticed that behind the closed door to the basement the light was on. I opened the door, shut off the
light, closed the door and went back to the television. And yes, I was somewhat frightened. About ten minutes later it happened again. I went back to
the door, opened it, went down the stairs and poked my head around and saw nothing. Went back up the stairs, shut off the light switch, closed the
door and went back to the living room. A little while later it happened again, and let me tell you I was about to run out of that house screaming. I
went, opened the door, went down the stairs and walked around the basement. Now this is a farm, and the basement is not developed. Just concrete, a
water heater, a furnace, and pipes. Nonetheless I walked around that basement checking every nook and cranny. I saw nothing, but I did have an
incredibly eery feeling that there was somebody there, right beside me, and I felt cold. I was terrified. I remember even feeling tears well up in my
eyes (I am male). Anyways, I said something, I cannot remember the exact words but it was something like "Whoever the f*ck is doing this, you are
scaring the sh*t out of me". I briskly went back up the stairs and shut off the light switch, closed the door again, and went back to the Living
room. It never happened again, but I spent that whole night being terrified in that little farmhouse in the middle of nowhere in southern Alberta.
When my friends came back from Florida I told them my story. The wife just brushed it off, she said "Yes, that's our ghost." She said it is a good
ghost and would never harm anybody, and that put my mind somewhat at ease. She told me about all of the funny happenings at their house, lights
turning on and off, footsteps in the attic, lampshades start shaking, etc. Since then when we visit, other things have happened, and now I honestly
believe that that house has a ghost. I went from a skeptic to a believer in that one strange night.