I was sitting on a couch and my friend was on the computer and we both saw a ghost sitting next to me on webcam but could only see her clothes but not her face.
Wee Scottish Village
My first experience of ghosts (actually, there were three in the same place) was in a small village in Scotland.
It was in a home that had been converted from two fishermen's houses that were hundreds of years old. The owners of the home often had lodgers but they never stayed long, as they all experienced the resident apparitions. The ghost upstairs moved things.
On one occasion, I witnessed all the windows banging shut at exactly the same time as music and lights went off ... although the electricity was still on in the village and in other parts of the house. On this occasion, I couldn’t get out of the room immediately because the exits were jammed shut. So, I talked to the ghost (as you do in such circumstances) and got the feeling his name was Callum. Certainly a puzzling experience and one I don’t understand.
The downstairs ghost was far more frightening, although seldom seen outright. It came to me as a black shadow and was so overwhelmed that I couldn’t breathe/ It was like a great pressure was exerted on my chest, followed by a horrendous headache that caused some of the worst pain I’ve ever known.
I remember thinking at the time that this presence was a woman, and a very bad one, at that. There was also a ghost cat in the house that appeared and then disintegrated in front of me. It would do the same in front of others, an on some occasions it would materialise, as if from tiny little balls, like specks of dust.
This was the first, although unfortunately, not the last time that I experienced ghosts.
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