We had just moved into a new house the house was over 100 years old and ghost story mania. My brother got the smallest room in the house. The first night we were all so tierd that we fell down and selpt. The next moring my brother came down saying he saw a man in his room, he described a man in perfect detail my mom sat down covering her mouth what's wrong we asked the man my brother had described was the landlords father Harold who died in my brother's room. Over the next couple of weeks my brthor came out with recipes and songs that Harold loved. Than about one moth after we moved in are landlord called us and said that his mother Harolds wifehad died in the nursing home. we didn't think much of it until that night when my brother went crying into my mom's room saying she bite me. He agin describsd a ghost only this time a women. He had bite marks down his back. This happneed the next night to then he just slept with my mom and step dad for a couple of nights. Then he came down saying Harold told her to stop she is going to stop now. It never happened agin. Of coarse there were lights and tv's going off and on. I moved in with my dad a year ago but the kids still tell me about seeing the ghosts. I for one have always and will always belive in ghosts.
Jayz note: Thanks for the story