do you believe in Ghost?

Personally, I have never encountered a ghost, but as a Christian I would say I believe in them because if God exists then Ghosts/spirits must exist.

We once lived in a big house with a swimming pool, surrounded by a lot of fruit bearing trees, a vast garden and it is located uphill, with very few neighbors. We heard that the past owner had very lavished parties there. The ones that you know anything can happen. So it kinda of have some bad vibration they said. We didn't payed attention to it and as teenagers, we loved our new house, the pool especially. But I have noticed that you can't swim on your own. It was weird. And then one night, everyone went to bed. My two brothers had the two guest room situated outside. My mom and dad with my two younger siblings had their rooms side to side, along the study room which overlook the fast living room. I was the only one left awake, I had to finish my homework. Suddenly, I heard squeaking footstep and as if someone was trying to open the kitchen door. The kitchen is situated below the study room. It felt very creepy so I decided to go to bed but my room was situated beside the laundry room beside the kitchen. I had to past by the kitchen. I checked the door it was locked. Look outside, we still had no curtains at that time, I saw nothing. But while entering my room, a white cloudy almost wind like smoke passed my window. I decided not to pay attention to it. I didn't want to wake up my parents either and appeared to be a coward or to girlie. So I went under my blanket and I prayed hard until all I knew I fell asleep. The following morning, I couldn't resist to tell what happened last night to my parents. And to our surprise my brothers who slept in the guest room, had a weird night too. The eldest heard also squeaking footstep as if you were walking on wet grass, but we had no rain and we were living in a tropical country. The second, he is more sensitive to those kind of thing, fell something climbing up his bed but saw nothing. But he could feel the weight, the bed sinking with each steps. He went to the comfort room which is in between outside the guests rooms. And he saw a old lady with crooked tooth smiled at him. He took a second look it wasn't there anymore. To cut the story short, many other things happend but my dad decided, we had to leave the place. We said a prayer before we left. I think we only stayed there for 2-3 weeks only. What do you think? If I have made grammars errors, I didn't read it twice because I have goosebumps already just telling and remembering this story.(^^,)

I don't believe in ghost. I have not seen a ghost in my life time. The stories they say are all their imaginations. Just to make life interesting. Do you believe the unbelievable. God is positive and ghost is negative. Did you see god. no

check this ghost story 88886666 The Man On The Bench I hope you enjoy it. This happened few years ago in my home town, Driffield, and I remember it was on Valentine's day. Me and my friend, Kerstie, were walking to her house one night. I forget what we were doing, but on the way to her house we had to pass this memorial garden. It has a few flowers, and a bench that faces a monument from the war, it's quite a nice place with a small river. There is a path that runs behind the bench, and this was the path we had chosen that day. It wasn't quite dark and I remember it was around 6pm because there is a church not far from the garden, and the bells struck just before we walked by. We were both quite happily talking away until we came close to the bench. Then we both went silent, and turned to face the bench. It was very strange because we both did this at the exact same time, in mid sentence, and just stared for what seemed like ages. There was a man sat on the bench with his back to us. He seemed to be wearing a rather large coat, with a biggish collar, it was a greenish color, and he had a large bag next to him. I originally thought the bag was a small child huddled on the bench until I realized how large it was. After what seemed like ages, but was most likely a few seconds, we both realized we were staring but we didn't seem to understand why. Then, at the exact same time, we both realized the guy had no visible head (I know it sounds lame but honestly it is true). Kerstie started to scream. She ran across the road and waited for me on the other side. I didn't quite know how to react and just continued to stare in shock. The guy didn't seem phased by Kerstie screaming, and this creeped me out a little. I thought maybe he was leaning forward, and his head just wasn't visible, so I slowly walked round the side of the bench, to see a front view. The whole time, he didn't move an inch. As I got closer, I saw that he wasn't hunched forward... He really didn't have a head... Just a gaping collar with blackness. Yet he had hands, and feet and everything else. He just sat there with his hands on his knees. At this point, fear got the better of me and I ran after Kerstie. As I caught up with her I paused and looked back... The guy was moving his arms... We then ran all the way to her house. When we actually got home, it was the first time we spoke since we went silent and she said to me "You did see that didn't you?" We then talked about the whole experience, and we had both witnessed the same thing... A headless man in green, sat with a bag on a bench. She also said that she thought the bag was a child too... I thought that was kind of odd. We thought maybe it was a guy from the war waiting for his lover, or grieving for a friend lost in the war, but I doubt we will ever know. I know it seems unlikely but this really did happen, and if it wasn't for the fact that Kerstie saw it too, I'd wonder if I really did see it. I have seen other things but this is by far the scariest.