IT IS REAL!!!!
IF U BELIEVE IT EXIST AND FEEL IT'S PRESENCE IT IS THERE!
MAYBE IT MIGHT NOT BE A ACTUAL GHOST.
MAYBE ITS JUST BAD ENERGY.
WHATEVER IT IS, DON'T THINK TOO MUCH OF IT.

It's what you think it is if you
believe in it it's there so it's
your choice.

Of course Ghost is real. liiFe

I do wonder about their existence and of how such thing can be possible.

only the lucky people get to see ghost.

I remember being three years old when I had my first and only encounter with a ghost. Even though we were at a funeral ceremony and I was a mere child myself, I had nothing but joyful thoughts in my mind. Regardless of what you're thinking, their presences among us is uncontrollable.

To be honest, my encounter is something that I can never get out of my mind but I've learned to move on and my fear for ghosts is no more than any of you who believes in ghost. Although I must say that I'm a pretty strong spirited person because even when goosebumps creeps on me, I'm still as calm as the stream of the river.

Let me tell you a little bit about my encounter to give some of you who were unfortunate/fortunate, which ever one you prefer, to encounter a ghost. As a young boy my family encouraged me to learn how to play the traditional instrument called the qeej. I'm sure many of you have seen it and been to at least one funeral in your lifetime to see it's roll at the funerals. The reason why I was there at the funeral was not because I was attending a funeral but more like I was on a field trip. So because this was a field trip, we toured the whole place in our little qeej group. I was probably one of the youngest among the other children who were twice my age and plus.

My encounter began when we ascended the stairway hall to the upper floor. For some odd reason, stench of blood could be smelt by me. I had vision of blood but still stayed as calm as I was before. Being the little immature kids we were, we giggled and joked as we climbed the stairs. Our teacher, who was ahead of us all, turned around and signaled a shush sign to us. Right at the moment, there was a left stairway hall that we had to turn into, a hairy, male, head appears from the corner. In a matter of seconds, I was crying my little butt off like there's no tomorrow. I'm sure all the other kids didn't see because I was the only one who cried. Seeing my first ghost, I was afraid, I was terrified by the sight. The stench of blood, the hairy figure, it was all so quick and caught my attention by surprise. If I was to describe the ghost himself, he looked no more than a man. It's just his presence that really frighten me.

My day spent at the funeral lasted a few more hours and I calmed down and played like any other kid. I must say that this experience is probably a once in a lifetime experience for me because I have never ever encountered a ghost once in my life again. I don't know whether in the future I will but I wouldn't be so delighted to see another anytime soon.

Rookiie I'm too chicken to read your story. LOLLLLLL xD liiFe

I have many ghost stories to tell. I've encountered so many growing up, it's not even funny. Though, I've learned to stay calm and ignore them. Ghosts just lingers around and doesn't do much. Well, with my encounters, they don't do anything to me.

Let me tell you one about when I moved down to NC.
Only half of my family moved down to NC and we were living with my aunt and uncle at the time. My mom and two of my sisters stayed behind in MN until my mom got laid off and until my sisters finished off their dance competition in CA.

My mom had came down to NC to visit one fall. I was eighteen at the time. Both my parents had gotten new cell phones with a camera and I took one to test it out. I went to my room and closed the door. I sat down on the ground and leaned against the wall. Instead of having the phone closed to take my picture, I had it flipped open instead. I took a couple of pictures of me. The last picture I took of myself, happened to have a ghost in it. The ghost was a male. He was leaning over my right shoulder and smiled for the camera. I couldn't see his face at all. It was all blacked out, but his smile stood out to me. My heart was jumping so fast and hard against me chest. I immediately deleted the picture and ran out of my room. Ever since that incident, the room that I slept in always felt weird and whenever I visit or sleep over, I always get a weird feeling or bad dreams.

If u wanna talk about ghosts then u should ask Luey...that dumbass tried scarying me lastnite on the phone. He told me this story about his aunt being possesed by an evil spirit n wat not. It creaped me out kuz I was in the room by myself n it was 2 in the morning. I still have to kill him later... Hahaha