Family Ghosts And Other Odd Occurences

Myself and my family have had some odd experiences over the course of my life and I thought it would be interesting to share them with you guys.

The first that I can remember is when my grandmother passed away, around the time that I would have been about three or four years old. She was diabetic, had contracted gangrene and refused to have her foot amputated, so she was basically dying slowly in the house she shared with my grandfather. Her means of communicating with him and their children while they were in the other parts of the house were by either yelling their names or jingling a little bell she kept by her bed. On the night my grandmother passed away, almost all nine of the children had an experience of her communicating with them... And none of them were in my grandparent's home.

My mother was in our kitchen, a hundred miles away, pouring a glass of tea when she heard her mother calling her name. My aunt, who was several hundred miles away, was in mass when a visiting pastor asked her if someone she knew might have been very ill... Because there was a woman (who matched my grandmother's description) standing beside her during offering. Bear in mind that he had never met either of them before. My uncle and his wife were in a hotel in another state when he sat up, from a dead sleep, to see my grandmother at the foot of their bed. The rest of the siblings' stories have been lost to me over the years, but I do remember my mother having more to say than just that.

My father passed away in 2009, while I was a freshman in high school. He had been in a car accident and was well aware that he was dying. He ended up passing away on March 9th, about mid-morning. My sister was in her kitchen when she heard him telling her, "It's okay, baby." (My father was always very endearing, calling us "sugar" or "baby.") My younger sister, who lives in the Philippine Islands, woke up at the exact time my father passed, yelling, "Daddy died!" There's absolutely no way she could have known that. I was only a few towns away and didn't even know until later that night.

After he passed, weird things started happening in our homes. My dad have given my older sister a seashell wind chime, which hung in her son's room and began making noise at odd hours, when no one was around to disturb it. And since my nephew was an infant at the time, the possibly of it being him is basically laughable. We would also get this feeling, when walking down the hallway, like we weren't alone. It wasn't ever scary or in any way unsettling...actually, if anything, it was reassuring.

A few years later I started to notice that, while lying on my bed, I would sometimes get a very strong push from under the bed. Almost as if someone was underneath, trying to push me out of my bed. We had recently moved into a new house and my mother told me that she had seen a ball moving across the floor while we were all at school. (I should also add that I kept several boxes under my bed, which was pushed against two connecting walls. There was no opportunity for anyone to actually get under there without making a mess of my room.) I don't think my father was responsible for those two things happening. And the bed thing happened pretty frequently for a while, until a friend of mine was sitting on my bed and it happened to her. She started getting freaked out and asked me what happened, and all I could say was, "I told you so." I also began to ask my dad, as crazy as that sounds, to make it stop. Perhaps that's why it finally did.

Altogether, I was mostly wondering if anyone else had any experience with their family members lingering? Or making sure they said goodbye? I'm sorry for the length of this post; I mostly tried to fit in everything that's happened. Oh, and does anyone else ever get a cold feeling on the back of their neck when turning their back on a dark room? I also have night terrors from time to time, which are quite brutal. Some consist of a ghost standing in a doorway staring at me or outside a window at nighttime, which is my biggest fear. I hate the thought of someone/something being outside my home at night. Anyway, thank you for reading!