My late grandmother's former house, the one she lived in when I was a child, was haunted from the first floor to the attic. Once, I had actually heard the ghostly footsteps on the main stairs, ascending softly but surely. And I once saw a strange, human like shadow on the floor, when no one was standing nearby to cast any sort of shadow.
Weird stuff, but I was lucky that I missed some of the more dramatic things. The ghosts were calm around me, but they were pretty agitated around certain other members of the family. When she was young, my aunt had a glass Christmas ornament float past her face while she was reclining on the sofa. Several years later, when my cousin was a toddler, a toy music box flew past his face. Luckily, the only thing that ever moved when I was in the house was a bottle of horseradish. It fell over for no apparent reason. I guess the ghost didn't like horseradish.
I've had other stuff happen to me outside of my grandmother's house. When I was a kid, I was riding my bicycle in a neighbor's barn. My feet slipped off the pedals as I was headed straight for the gutter that looped around the empty cow stalls and the barn door. Some invisible force pushed me over the gutter. I somehow landed safely on the other side, right next to the door. I have a science background, but I still can't explain what happened. A young man had hanged himself in that barn years ago, and my friend and I always wondered if it was the lad trying to make up for taking his own life.
Since adulthood, I've still had some weird things happen to me. I once worked in a haunted warehouse. I saw a strange green and brown shape. I also felt my hair stand on-end once on the old elevator as I went down to the first floor, where the activity was strongest. The person I was with at the time actually saw a man standing down one of the aisles, glowing green. I didn't see it, but I could certainly feel a presence.
I almost fainted due to some angry presence at a historical fort. My daughter, a young child at the time, saw something green (green again, why does green come up so often in things supernatural?) that really scared her.
We have many visitors from beyond who come and go, especially this one cat of ours. She was (or is?) a black-and-white cat with quite a bit of Siamese in her. She even had a white mark on her side that we found out later is considered to be the "hand print of the god" by certain Eastern cultures. She has appeared frequently since her death, sometimes in a brief but complete vision, and sometimes only in bits and pieces. One time her ears were sticking out of the wall to drive her "loyal doofus" (our German shepherd/Chow Chow mix) crazy. The dog couldn't quite understand why she couldn't follow her best friend.
There are other strange things, weird sightings and happenings, that can only be explained by visitors from another dimension. Let me just say that I do firmly believe in the existence of the "fair folk", but not the dainty, butterfly-winged creations of Victorian times. I think there are beings that live in a different reality, that we can never truly understand.
Like I said, I lead a haunted life.
Cheers and chills!

