Why is it that people never tell you about ghosts and things until you experience something for yourself?

As with my last post, this experience also happened to me at my workplace and once again, I wasn't told about it until I had seen him.

This happened to me a few years ago when I was working at a Pizza Hut store as a delivery driver.

After each shift, we the drivers, would go out to the back of the kitchen and count our takings for the shift. I was doing this one night and was all alone in the kitchen when I saw out of the corner of my eye, a man standing opposite to me. I looked up and he was still there but faded within what felt like minutes but in fact I think it was more like seconds.

He looked like someone from the 70's. He had a sort of "Afro" hairstyle, not too long. He was wearing a white t-shirt and blue denim jeans and white sneakers. He was quite young, looking only in his early to mid 20's and was tall and slim. He was leaning against a bench across from where I was standing, with his hands placed behind him on either side and he was looking at the blank wall beside him where the doughmaker was. He seemed to be deep in conversation with someone else whom I could not see.

I shook my head, told myself I was seeing things and got on with the job at hand. I didn't, at this stage discuss this with anyone.

On another shift when I was working with one of my closest friends, I mentioned to her what I had seen. She then, told me about the ghost and how apparently there had been several sightings of him in the shop. She said he was quite mischievous at times too, throwing boxes around or pans. Although I had not witnessed that.

While she was telling me about him, my manager walked past and said "are you talking about the ghost?". Then they went on to tell me that at some point, before the shop became a pizza hut store, it had been another kind of store. The story goes that the young man (whom I had seen) owned the store but his father had put up the money for it. The son was a bit of a gambler it seemed and not only lost all of his money but also the store as well. Not being able to face his father with this, he committed suicide. Right there in the back room which was now our kitchen.

I went to the local library to try to find something on this but there was far too much to go through and I had no idea what year it even happened so eventually I gave up the search.

I saw him once after that. While I was doing a lunchtime shift, I was cutting the pizzas ready for delivery when I felt him looking over my shoulder at what I was doing. I stopped and slowly turned my head to look at him. I think I startled him and he disappeared. I had the feeling right then that he didn't know I could see him and when he realised that I could he got frightened and ran away. After that, I never saw him again.

"Oh, you've seen the ghost" he said quite casually. I asked him if he had ever seen her and he replied that he hadn't but others had. Apparently where I worked was an old ward and she was a sister or matron. Hence the crisp, white linen. She wore a white uniform with some red on it. I didn't notice the red though.

A little later in the day I mentioned the experience to my supervisor who said almost exactly the same thing to me. She knew about the ghost too but had never seen her either. It was then I realised that it was definitely not my imagination.

For the next few days I felt very jittery about going to work but I forced myself to go in. Each day as I entered the key into the lock I looked up and said aloud, "please don't scare me". She must have heard me because she never did that to me again. Although I have seen her on two other occasions after that but as a brief glimpse as she was crossing the corridor and quite a way away from me. On those times too, I felt compelled to look up and in her direction as she went about her duties.

There are reports of another ghost in another part of the hospital who is referred to as the "Gray nurse". I have been told that she only comes out when there is a death or someone is dying. But I have also heard that the workers in that area have had the trolley moving along on it's own and have heard eerie noises and laughter at several times.

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About 1977/78 I was staying on a houseboat on Lake Dal, Srinigar in Kashmir, northern India. During the night we saw a scary looking Indian ghost staring at us and told him to go away, which he eventually did. The next morning at breakfast, the two girls staying in the next room said "guess what, we had a ghost in our room last night". I said "he was in our room, too".

My ex wife was pregnant with our second son when he unexpectedly died during the sixth month of the pregnancy. Labour was induced to extract him, and he received a proper funeral, being buried in a little white coffin. It was a very traumatic time for my ex wife and myself, and we received counseling to help cope with the grief.

A few days after the funeral, he came to me when I was lying in bed, I looked towards the ceiling and a beautiful little boy was smiling down at me. I was not alarmed at all. He told me telepathically he was okay and not to worry about him, then he faded away...

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This story was related to me by my husband, as I was sleeping peacefully when it occurred.

I had retired to bed at around 7pm as I have to get up at 2am to go to work. My husband came to bed at around 11pm and so as not to wake me he left the lights off in our room but the light was shining through the door from the loungeroom.

We have a 4 poster bed with a lace valance around the top and as he made his way to his side of the bed (which is away from the door) he could see a blurry shape of what looked like a person on the curtain. He says the shape was hard to explain, it was as if the curtain's image was distorted.

Thinking his eyes were playing up, he got into bed only to discover it was still there and appeared to be leaning over me. There was also a depression on the quilt where it was sitting.

He was not afraid, he said it made him feel at peace. Needless to say when he decided to me about it a few days later it freaked me out. I wondered if it would come back. So far nothing else has happened, that we know of!

Hopefully this was only a guardian angel looking out for me.

I also remember a particular story traveling around Scotland when I was teenager. A group of university students were found dead in a room that had been completely trashed. Several newspapers reported that they had been conducting a séance. There was speculation that they had contacted an evil and violent poltergeist.

They stopped and searched but no one was around. They reported this to the local police station and were told this wasn't the first experience of a similar nature.

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Mother seemed to pick up what was happening to us and got rid of the picture for a song, but found out later that the local buyer who had tricked her into selling it for a small sum had reaped a large profit at her expense.

I wonder what still whatever happened to the picture and if it had the same effect on others, if it's still drifting around from home to home for some unfelt reason.