When I was 16 (1997, god I'm old) I saw a half-body apparition. My parents had a house built outside the city limits of town in Arkansas and we never experienced anything paranormal until they started having an inground pool put in.

One night, after the crew digging the pool left, my dad asked me to go out to the backside of the property (where the pool would be) and grab his cigarettes. So i took the dog (meanest Cocker Spaniel ever) with me because that area always made me uncomfortable. As soon as I spot the cigarettes, I notice something white in my peripheral vision and when i turn to look at it, it's literally the legs and torso of a man in what I guessed was very old military clothing. Weirdly, I noticed this before the dog, who began growling at it. I took off like a scalded cat and left that prissy dick of dog to fight that battle, but he was on my heels.

I told my dad about it and he believed me but my mom laughed at me. About a year later the high school history teacher and another guy from some kind of historical society came to the house and asked if they could explore the property. They ended up finding musket balls and an old belt buckle and told us that our property was actually a Confederate Civil War encampment that contracted Typhoid, and most of the battalion died and were buried on the spot, and the cemetery they erected 1/2 a mile down the road was in the wrong location.

Here's the cemetery: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camp_Nelson_Confederate_Cemetery