freecocoa: One certain christmas at my mum's village, I, my brother and his friend went to look for a bunch of keys my dad gave me to keep the previous day,(he was asking for it) I was with the key and didn't know where I left it, I searched everywhere in the house but couldn't find it, I asked my brother to help cos it was my dad's car keys and he would be traveling back to town early that day, we set out to look for the keys, it was about 5:30 am, my brother suggested we trace back my steps to places I went the previous day, we just dey jejely find the key with flashlight when we saw someone abi na something dressed in white, coming out of the bushes alone, omo see race, we didn't wait to see whether na ghost or not(not with all the stories we've heard).
Omo since that day if them talk about ghost, I tell people I've seen one before but thinking about it now, it could probably be someone that went to shyt for bush or even a white garment church member coming back from church, well I'll never know now but as far as I'm concerned, I saw a ghost that day, after all they always wear white and often walk alone at midnight or early morning .

xandy84: . You don't have a point.. Majority of Nairalander comment with fone which is not easy compare to PC.. That is why some error are common... Try type with fone and see d different ooooo...

Sunymoore: Almost here is my story
was taking a shorth cut home recently
beside a burial ground in the evening.
some guy was coming behind me and
suddenly turned back and started
running, i immediately turned and
wondering if there`s danger ahead i also
started running after him. then he
started shouting ghost! ghost!! ghost!!!
just then i increased my speed to Gear 5.
two other men and one Lady that had
also joined that short path quickly took to
their heels and was also shouting. we all
ran out into the major road and where
panting as people gathered. people
curiously asked what exactly is the
matter and none of us responded until
the guy right behind me as first broke
the silence by saying that he did not see
me when he joined the pathway so when
he sighted me in his front, he then
thought i was a GHOST.

Rumin8: Well, as unlikely as some people think ghosts are, they exist because until I saw one, I was heavily sceptical just like you guys are.

Couple of years ago, I travelled home to deliver some items to my granny. I was supposed to spend a week but found the family home slightly uncomfortable so after two nights, I decided to move to the home of a cousin who lived apart.

My cousin, it should be pointed, lived behind the only cemetery in the town. Not that that was an odd thing because a lot of folks lived there and didn't care at all about the sights of gravestones just behind their window. Anyone who is familiar with Bonny Island in Rivers State will know the cemetery and the community of Orosikiri behind it.

So, after spending the day with my old lady, I had a late dinner and set out to meet the cousin. I took a bike and pulled up at the stop between the Shell or Mobil yard around a roundabout, then walked the 100 metres to the point where I'd have to walk through the graveyard before making an exit.

It was pretty dark but I wasn't worried because I'd gone through that path severally in the past but after three, four steps inside the cemetery, I saw a figure approaching me.

It wasn't unusual to meet people walking through so I didn't give an extra thought to the figure of a man walking strangely towards me, but suddenly I had goose bumps all over and became extremely light headed. I peered closely at the 'man' and saw a face I'd never forget. It looked truly bizarre. And then it dawned on me, that what was coming towards me was no man, but a ghost.

To my astonishment, I couldn't turn and run, even though my whole body was screaming for me to get away from the object. I could also not make sound. Everything was just surreal. My head continued to swell and I became afraid that I was going to die there.

Eventually, it reached me. It stared at me for a while, with eyes that were just black holes and walked past with a loud hiss. There was a sudden coldness as it remained near me but as it went away, the night became humid again. I remember regaining control of myself and turned to watch it go, still walking/floating away. Everything must have taken 30 seconds to a minute but it felt like forever. I then ran quickly to my cousin's place and told him what I saw.

He said a chief was buried there recently and a neighbour had complained seeing a man at her kitchen door twice.

I left Bonny the next day and returned to Port Harcourt. Shared the experience with a friend who advised me to go to church, but I dismissed the idea. I had a few nightmares after the incident but have pushed the whole thing to a quiet corner of my mind, but seeing this topic brought back everything.

Rumin8:

Excellent Doctor, excellent. The world is one big unit of hypoglycaemic, hyperglycaemic, high on rec drugs and mentally disturbed patients. I get it. Its a shame you don't work for Pfizer, you could have fixed us something to clear our heads with.

ACM10:
So what's your point here?

Rumin8: ^^ Hi Doc ACM10, you're not supposed to swallow it if it don't taste right. I have a strong scientific background and don't readily accept the whole paranormal phenomena but my experience gave me a different viewpoint to these subjects. So again, I believe ghosts exist. You don't, so that makes it even. Now you will not get a straitjacket and lock up me up in a padded room, will you?

Rumin8:

My point is, you can't infer that everyone who believes in ghosts suffer from any of the medical conditions you listed. Are you an expert on the subject? What is your declaration based on? On a clinical study?

Rumin8: Sharing an experience is not attempting to mislead. That was my experience. Others have shared theirs. I am happy you believe I reserve the right to choose. You too should have. Just indicated your belief and perhaps tell us why. Not make a sweeping statement such as the one you made, declaring people who believe in ghosts mentally unfit.

Omo Alata:

Don't even go down that route

ACM10:
Since you are science-inclined, I will like to know your field. Can you quote any science literature to support the existence of ghosts? You can't tell me that no one has done any work on it; since the claim had been around for thousands of years. By the way, do you know that "hallucination" is a symptom associated with the transient or permanent brain disorder?

advocate666: Please tell us your experience.

hrhobi1: TRUE STORY LIVE WITNESS I AM.

DURING MY GRANNYS BURIAL CEREMONY , PEOPLE CAME IN FROM ALL WORKS OF LIFE, AND THE PARTY STARTED AND POLITICIANS STARTED GIVING/SPRAYING CASH ON ONE OF MY VERY WICKED, STINGY,GREEDY, AUNTY WHO WAS SUPPOSED TO TAKE CARE OF GRANNY BEFORE SHE DIED, SHE BENEFITED MOST FROM GRANNY CAUSE SHE LEAVED WITH HER ALL HER LIFE, HER KIDS WHERE ALL TAKEN CARE OF BY MY GRANNY, SO AFTER THE PARTY SHE HAD TWO GHANA MUST GO BAGS FILLED WITH MONEY SHE GOT FROM HER WELL WISHERS.

SHE CARRIED THE BAGS TO HER ROOM AND PLACED IT UNDER HER BED, SHE ASKED ONE OF HER DAUGHTERS TO SLEEP IN HER ROOM TO PROTECT THE BAGS, AT AROUND 4 AM SOMEONE KNOCKED AND WALKED INSIDE THE ROOM, MY COUSIN WOKE UP SAW THE LADY AND SLEPT OFF AGAIN, THE LADY WENT STRAIGHT TO BED SIDE KNELT DOWN AND REMOVED THE TWO GHANA MUST GO BAGS FILLED WITH MONEY. THE NEXT DAY ALL HELL BROKE LOSE, FIGHT, HERBALIST, PROPHETS AND PROPHETESS FROM ALL CHURCHES ARRIVED TO WITH DIFFERENT SOLUTIONS SAYING THE THIEF WOULD DIE, DIE DIE DIE PRAYERS, ME JUST DEY ONE CORNER DEY SMOKE MY KPAKPA AND LAUGHING IF U KNOW WOT I MEAN. TOTAL MONEY MISSING WAS APPROXIMATELY 2 MILLION THIS WAS IN THE YEAR 2000

SO MY MUM HAD A DREAM 3 DAYS LATER, MY GRANNY APPEARED TO HER AND SHOWED HER THE BAGS THAT SHE WAS D ONE WHO CAME IN TO COLLECT HER MONEY THAT MY AUNTY WAS A GREEDY AND WICKED WOMEN, SHE REGRETTED NOT KNOWING WHICH AMONG TS HER CHILDREN WERE SINCERE UNTIL IT WAS TOO LATE. ACCORDING TO MY MUM, MAMA SAID , MY DAUGHTER SEE MONEY I FOR GIVE YOU ALL BUT YOU NO GO FIT USE THE MONEY FOR REAL LIFE AS I DON ALREADY TAKE AM GO SPIRIT WORLD. SO SORRY TAKE CARE OF ALL MY GRAND KIDS GOOD NIGHT.

OK THATS A TRUE STORY.

sheyie2007:

Bros alfa naaaa ....

ACM10: The disembodied spirit of a dead person [size=28pt]imagined[/size] as haunting the living
m.dictionary.com/d/?q=ghost

pastormustwacc: Well, i am not looking for a ghost.

But walahi, any GHOST i see, i shall bind it immediately. If it is a good ghost, i will only untie the mouth and ask it to deliver its message fast and be on its way.

If it is a bad ghost - well, i will bind it and tie it into a bottle, and sell it off as a JINI in alaba-international market.

Ghosts: be warned, and STAY OFF MY ZONE!

anitank:
That's scary
I purposely stay up late sometimes hoping to see my late fiance's ghost, but it never comes
I honestly don't know how I'd react when I see his ghost but I also want to find out

ACM10: The disembodied spirit of a dead person [size=28pt]imagined[/size] as haunting the living
m.dictionary.com/d/?q=ghost

anitank:
They were probably in a family meeting they couldn't make it to the market that saturday

jhydebaba: OP, ghost as in this

Rumin8: Well, as unlikely as some people think ghosts are, they exist because until I saw one, I was heavily sceptical just like you guys are.

Couple of years ago, I travelled home to deliver some items to my granny. I was supposed to spend a week but found the family home slightly uncomfortable so after two nights, I decided to move to the home of a cousin who lived apart.

My cousin, it should be pointed, lived behind the only cemetery in the town. Not that that was an odd thing because a lot of folks lived there and didn't care at all about the sights of gravestones just behind their window. Anyone who is familiar with Bonny Island in Rivers State will know the cemetery and the community of Orosikiri behind it.

So, after spending the day with my old lady, I had a late dinner and set out to meet the cousin. I took a bike and pulled up at the stop between the Shell or Mobil yard around a roundabout, then walked the 100 metres to the point where I'd have to walk through the graveyard before making an exit.

It was pretty dark but I wasn't worried because I'd gone through that path severally in the past but after three, four steps inside the cemetery, I saw a figure approaching me.

It wasn't unusual to meet people walking through so I didn't give an extra thought to the figure of a man walking strangely towards me, but suddenly I had goose bumps all over and became extremely light headed. I peered closely at the 'man' and saw a face I'd never forget. It looked truly bizarre. And then it dawned on me, that what was coming towards me was no man, but a ghost.

To my astonishment, I couldn't turn and run, even though my whole body was screaming for me to get away from the object. I could also not make sound. Everything was just surreal. My head continued to swell and I became afraid that I was going to die there.

Eventually, it reached me. It stared at me for a while, with eyes that were just black holes and walked past with a loud hiss. There was a sudden coldness as it remained near me but as it went away, the night became humid again. I remember regaining control of myself and turned to watch it go, still walking/floating away. Everything must have taken 30 seconds to a minute but it felt like forever. I then ran quickly to my cousin's place and told him what I saw.

He said a chief was buried there recently and a neighbour had complained seeing a man at her kitchen door twice.

I left Bonny the next day and returned to Port Harcourt. Shared the experience with a friend who advised me to go to church, but I dismissed the idea. I had a few nightmares after the incident but have pushed the whole thing to a quiet corner of my mind, but seeing this topic brought back everything.

Rumin8: Well, as unlikely as some people think ghosts are, they exist because until I saw one, I was heavily sceptical just like you guys are.

Couple of years ago, I travelled home to deliver some items to my granny. I was supposed to spend a week but found the family home slightly uncomfortable so after two nights, I decided to move to the home of a cousin who lived apart.

My cousin, it should be pointed, lived behind the only cemetery in the town. Not that that was an odd thing because a lot of folks lived there and didn't care at all about the sights of gravestones just behind their window. Anyone who is familiar with Bonny Island in Rivers State will know the cemetery and the community of Orosikiri behind it.

So, after spending the day with my old lady, I had a late dinner and set out to meet the cousin. I took a bike and pulled up at the stop between the Shell or Mobil yard around a roundabout, then walked the 100 metres to the point where I'd have to walk through the graveyard before making an exit.

It was pretty dark but I wasn't worried because I'd gone through that path severally in the past but after three, four steps inside the cemetery, I saw a figure approaching me.

It wasn't unusual to meet people walking through so I didn't give an extra thought to the figure of a man walking strangely towards me, but suddenly I had goose bumps all over and became extremely light headed. I peered closely at the 'man' and saw a face I'd never forget. It looked truly bizarre. And then it dawned on me, that what was coming towards me was no man, but a ghost.

To my astonishment, I couldn't turn and run, even though my whole body was screaming for me to get away from the object. I could also not make sound. Everything was just surreal. My head continued to swell and I became afraid that I was going to die there.

Eventually, it reached me. It stared at me for a while, with eyes that were just black holes and walked past with a loud hiss. There was a sudden coldness as it remained near me but as it went away, the night became humid again. I remember regaining control of myself and turned to watch it go, still walking/floating away. Everything must have taken 30 seconds to a minute but it felt like forever. I then ran quickly to my cousin's place and told him what I saw.

He said a chief was buried there recently and a neighbour had complained seeing a man at her kitchen door twice.

I left Bonny the next day and returned to Port Harcourt. Shared the experience with a friend who advised me to go to church, but I dismissed the idea. I had a few nightmares after the incident but have pushed the whole thing to a quiet corner of my mind, but seeing this topic brought back everything.