I am a believer in ghost. I have seen one before and I am not kidding or trying to be funny. It is a long story but a true one and it still freaks me out to think about that scary, cold night in December.
Well, we live not far from a cemetery. You can sit on our back porch and see it on the hill. This disturbed me quite a bit at first. I eventually got used to the idea and went on about raising my children and being the happy homemaker that I am.
Then Bram started talking to ghost. He will wake up in the morning and talk about the man, or the kid, or the puppy, or the old lady that came to him that night from "across the street". SHUT UP! I am not kidding. This doens't seem to occur on a regular basis and he will bring it up quite casually. It isn't a big deal to him and doesn't seem to startle or scare him one bit.
For instance, THIS morning he told me about the man and his dog that came in his window last night from across the street. I asked him what the man said and he made a little whispering noise. SHUT UP! No ma'am, I am not kidding. So I asked if the man and dog scared him last night and he said, "No, they were just looking around before they had to be gone forever".
This is not the first time somebody came to him to "look around". Should I put our house up for sale? Should I take him to see a psychiatrist? I am fresh out of ideas. And trying not to freak out too much.