Last summer, I had an experience that I'll never forget. I was about to go to sleep in my brother's spare bedroom. I shut off my light, and laid in bed. My brother had gone to bed too, and his door was shut, and it was very noisy when opened, so I knew that this wasn't him.
I suddenly heard footsteps pacing up and down the hall outside the bedroom. I froze, trying to tell myself to stay calm. Then, much to my dismay, the footsteps ended up in the bedroom, right next to the bed I was sleeping in. Then, something bent down, touched my shoulder, then whispered in my ear. It was a man's voice that said "Everything is okay..." This was not my imagination. I felt his breath in my ear, and I felt his presence come into the room, then leave. After that, I had a creeped out feeling, and didn't fall asleep until like 3 hours after the experience.
The rest of the summer, I kept quiet, for fear that I would scare my brother. It wasn't until about a week ago until I finally told him. He said that he had experiences to, and he asked his landlady if anyone died in the apartment. She then told him that her father had died in the room that I was sleeping in. I do believe it was her father's spirit that was just making sure all was well in the apartment. After that experience, my whole perspective on the supernatural has changed. Now I know that ghosts can't hurt us, unless we let them.
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All I keep thinking is Saints Above nothing frightening was stated, thank you. I think the Dad who passed knew how uncomfortable you were feeling and therefore told you everything would be alright. He never intended to scare you or a hearty "BOO!" may have been heard instead of whispered words of encouragement.
And I have a problem with the comment about ghosts not being able to hurt us. They hurt our pride when they do not perform on demand, cause us to lose sleep, scare the living ---- out of us, make us move out of houses...
Thank you.