Location:Cyprus
Hi, name is Marie, I'm 24 and I live on an island in the Mediterranean called Cyprus. I've had many ghost encounters, so here are a couple. I was about 10 years old, I was sleeping with my night lamp on, as always, because I always used to be afraid of the dark. I opened my eyes and at my door there was a man standing and staring at me smiling, he was tall and transparent, this is all I remember about him, I wasn't scared at all and we looked at each other for about 2 whole minutes and then he glided away.
The next day my little brother, who was 8, told me that when he had gone to the bathroom the previous night, he had seen a tall man smiling at him and waving and then he disappeared. Nobody had passed away in our family during that period but spirits always passed through our house and our parents always believed us, because me and my brother always had the same stories for them in the morning.
Last year, when I was still living at my mom's, I woke up again in the middle of the night and felt a presence in my bedroom, I wasn't scared because, as I said, I'm used to paranormal stuff. He started messing with my stash of papers on my desk and playing with my heater, I was tired and sleepy so I told him to be quiet and he left and as usual, like all of them do, he went to my brother's room and did the same. In the morning there was police all over the street and an ambulance, it turns out my neighbor who was a detective had been discovered dead for 48 hours and he was just trying to tell us to go find his body :) poor guy!
Thanks for reading
Hi, name is Marie, I'm 24 and I live on an island in the Mediterranean called Cyprus. I've had many ghost encounters, so here are a couple. I was about 10 years old, I was sleeping with my night lamp on, as always, because I always used to be afraid of the dark. I opened my eyes and at my door there was a man standing and staring at me smiling, he was tall and transparent, this is all I remember about him, I wasn't scared at all and we looked at each other for about 2 whole minutes and then he glided away.
The next day my little brother, who was 8, told me that when he had gone to the bathroom the previous night, he had seen a tall man smiling at him and waving and then he disappeared. Nobody had passed away in our family during that period but spirits always passed through our house and our parents always believed us, because me and my brother always had the same stories for them in the morning.
Last year, when I was still living at my mom's, I woke up again in the middle of the night and felt a presence in my bedroom, I wasn't scared because, as I said, I'm used to paranormal stuff. He started messing with my stash of papers on my desk and playing with my heater, I was tired and sleepy so I told him to be quiet and he left and as usual, like all of them do, he went to my brother's room and did the same. In the morning there was police all over the street and an ambulance, it turns out my neighbor who was a detective had been discovered dead for 48 hours and he was just trying to tell us to go find his body :) poor guy!
Thanks for reading
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