Lucid Dreamer wrote: Until you actually experience something like its very hard to explain
When I was six years old, I was in my Grandmother's house. I was very scared to sleep for some reason, so I lay in bed staring at the wall. Suddenly, there was bright white mist circling up from a vase, taking a humanoid form. Being six, I screamed something about 'evil casper' and ran out of the room crying.
When I as 14 I was at a friend's house and we were sleeping on the floor. We had sleeping bags, but it was hot, so I slept on top of mine. I woke up suddenly, in the sleeping bag, in a chair down the hall, with every cabinet I could see open. Suddenly, every door in the house, as well as every cabinet, shut with a bang. i shut my eyes tight and prayed I was asleep.
But now looking back, i don't think these were ghosts. One was the terrified hallucinations of a frightened child who expected to see monsters and did, the other was probably either a nightmare (which I suffer from chronically) or me simply forgetting I had slept in the couch and the wind- it was a drafty old house. It may not have been every cabinet, either- I was so frightened I could have easily made it up and convinced myself that something frightening had happened.
People see what they want to so so so often. When you're afraid it is SO easy to make things up, even things you don't want to see because you expect to see them.
There's no such things as ghosts.