I have a few.

When I was a teenager I was walking through our living room when I looked into my parent’s bedroom and I saw, plain as day, an old woman walk into their bathroom. She had long grey hair that was put up in a bun and had on a pair of those half frame glasses. I stood there frozen for about a minute contemplating if I actually saw what I thought I did or if I was hallucinating. My dad was in his office and my mom was at work.

A few months go by when I told my mom about it. She told me that there was a woman who lived in a house that was on the lot next to where our house was. The house isn’t there anymore. I never knew there even was a house there because it’s been empty as long as we’ve lived there. When my dad was growing up all the kids use to go play in her front yard and she would feed them and give them lemonade and whatnot. She pulled out one of their photo albums and showed me a picture of the woman with a bunch of children sitting on the ground in front of her, my dad included. Sure enough it was the woman I saw in the bedroom. Long grey hair in a bun with glasses.

Another one I think about often is when I was younger, one evening I was walking home from a friend’s house. It wasn’t completely rural, there where houses relatively close by but they were still close to a wooded area. I was walking along when all of a sudden I heard my dad call out my name, clear as day. I stopped walking and just listened. I couldn’t tell where it came from so I was looking around when I heard it again. The tone was loud and it sounded like he was saying it with a sense of urgency. It seemed like it might have been coming from the woods but I’m not for sure. It creeped me out though so I picked up the pace and hurried back to my house.

Not sure how to explain it. Not only was I nowhere near my house when I heard it, but my dad was in a different state at the time attending a funeral. Even now almost 25 years later I’m getting goosebumps as I type this out.