I was reading a thread on here recently where a member was having trouble with ghosts in her house. Another member mentioned they didn't want to hijack the thread but could talk all day about it. That got me to thinking I have a ghost story of my own and suspect some others may too. So let's hear them. I will start.

Growing up my parents decided to get back to basics and buy an old farm. Eventually getting back to basics meant getting divorced, but that's another horror story. Anyways the farm was built in the mid 1800's. We had a few incidents of hearing voices and being tapped on the shoulder, etc. The scariest experience for me was me and my brother laying in bed one night when we had friends staying over. There were three of us in the bed and one on a cot next to the bed. It was very late and everyone was asleep or should have been. I started hearing footsteps coming down the hall. It was all wood floors so the footsteps where very noticable. The bedroom door opened and the unseen visitor walked to the foot of my bed and sat at my feet. I felt the mattress sink under the weight so to speak. I was so scared I could'nt move or scream. Then it got up, went over and knocked the foot of the cot out so the bottom half dropped to the floor with a loud crash. Then it just walked out. The friend sleeping in the cot didn't even know what happenned. I was 12 at the time.