Ever since I was seven I have had a ghost or spirit watching over me. I can't prove it with pictures, I can't prove it with videos or voice clippings, and nobody else seems to see him but me.
He has always been there watching me. When I was living with my mom he would walk between my dresser and my door. If I remember right it was every five steps he would stop, turn, and just stare at me, then continue walking. Every morning I would wake up, and I swear to god he was laying in the bed with me.
I only have two personal stories I want to share about him. The rest are ones no one in their right mind would believe. Half the time I don't even believe them. Anyway, two years ago I was dating a guy named Bryan. Bryan always told me he could see things, but I never believed him. One night when Bryan stayed over, I was watching my ghost, (Im sorry I haven't given him a name yet), walk back and forth between my door and my dresser when he just dissapeared. About five minutes later I heard Bryan get up to use the bathroom, he never made it. I heard him yelling and the bathroom door slammed shut. I ran to the bathroom to see what happened and Bryan was laying in the bathtub crying. Apparently my ghost waited halfway down my basement stairs (which are right across from the bathroom) and then ran up them at Bryan. A week later me and Bryan broke up because he had been cheating on me. I think my ghost was trying to teach him a lesson.
My second story is more funny than scary. It was last New Years at my grandma's house, and my ghost had apparently decided to come with me there. After every adult there was good and drunk we all decided to play poker. About three hands in it was between me and my uncle, and I had the best hand. There was four of a kind Jacks and I knew he wouldn't beat me. On the last betting round my uncle's cards just flew out of his hand, and landed on the floor. When I picked them up I looked up and on my uncles lap there were a bunch of cards he had dropped off of his other hands; aces and such. He was cheating! Apparently my ghost didn't agree with that.
Now I'm living with my boyfriend in an apartment and my ghost is still here. I can see him standing by the door at night, and he likes to piss off my boyfriend by playing tricks on him. I have recently been thinking of getting a ouji board to find out exactly who my ghost is.