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The other day I was chatting with a guy in spain. He had his web cam on and was the only person in the room. I asked then who is that man that just walked behind you. He said no one here. So I proceed to discribe the person that I had seen. Which was a man dressed in movie attendant clothing. He suddely got freeked and got up and looked around. No one was there. He then proceed to tell me that there is a vacant movie therator next door. We proceed to continue talking and we observed the guy about 6 times that evening. Always walking the same path. Moving so fast I could not capture it. Ever time he notice a shadow in his cam and I notice a full person. One time I watch the ghost seem to move threw him. I did manage to caputre the ghost twice but only and arm as it existed the side of the cam.

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One time me and my friends were playing this game you know bloody mary? Like it was 12 of my friends so me and my friend went into the room that has a mirror and said bloody mary bloody mary and then nothing happened so we just laughed then at night my frined came over to sleepover and then at night she was sleeping on the floor i was lseeping on the bed and we heard noises downstairs so we went on my main floor and we saw the tv on but no one else was home so we just turned it off...and then all of a sudden a door shut. it was so scarry we went to see where the door was and it was leading to the basment.....you might not think uits scary right now and think like yah right but seriously this was sooooo scary.

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one time i was home alone and i was upstairs and i heard some noises downstairs but i have a cat so i thought it was here i was on the computer and then i saw my cat sitting beside me i was like what...so then i went downstairs quietly and i remember turning off the lights and i went back upstairs then i heard the noise again and the lights were on...i checked my clocks to see if the power went out...I dont know if it was a ghost or someone in my house but i ran with my cat to my neighbours. =P true story scary as hell...

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When I was nine, I lived in a flat in Farnborough, England and used to ride with a few friends to an old abandoned WW2 military hospital, one mile away from my home. It was not a huge hospital, probably possessing only 10 to 15 rooms. We would crawl in through gaps in the boarded up windows, using candles to search the rooms. What i remember most about the hospital was that it always had a frighteningly strange silence to it, even though a main road was only a short distance away. This made the hospital a very eerie place. We must have played in and around the hospital for maybe a month until the authorities cordoned off the grounds. I did not know it at the time, but it was soon to be knocked down and new houses built on the site. Just over a year later my parents told me we were going to move just up the road: to my surprise my new home was one built on the old hospital grounds! For about a year nothing out of the ordinary happened........ Then one night, about 10 pm, I was reading in bed: I always kept the bedroom door slightly ajar so that I could see out into the hall way. I looked up from my book to see the black hooded figure of a monk walking towards me from the top of the stairway. He stopped, turned and looked at me and then seemed to wander into one of the other two bed rooms! I got up and looked into my brother's bedroom and saw nothing except my brother sleeping. I checked my parents' room but nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary in there, either. My mother and father were downstairs watching TV at the time, so i calmly went down and told them what I had seen. They said to go back to bed and that it had all been just my imagination. I tried to convince them, but they weren't inclined to believe me. The house had a spiral staircase, so from the bottom you could not see all the way to the top: as I walked up and around the corner, the black figure was standing directly in my way! I just froze and stared at the phantom, until it raised its hand and made a kind of peace gesture. Unsurprisingly, I screamed hysterically and ran downstairs! My parents could not calm me, and I went to stay with my grandparents. It took about a month until I had regained sufficient confidence to come home. We lived in that house for a further five years until we moved to Basingstoke: I now live in Cambridge, but since that night I have never seen or heard anything similar.

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I have not seen a Ghost or even heard from any one in my family that has seen a ghost. And i live in a house where someone got shot and killed. and have not seen or heard anything. I dont even belieave in God. When we die we are dead and thats all that there is too it. Have u ever heard or ever heard a spirt say something to u and i dont want any little jokes just be for real

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