I grew up in a haunted house. It was new. We were the first to live there. Nothing had been built there before – it had been an orchard. When we moved in I saw heads looking in the windows at us, I used to see them climb out of a ‘hole’ in the air in the middle of the living room like in a science fiction show. We all saw many different phenomena. Our dog used to look into a corner and growl, his hair standing straight up on his neck.
There is more to this than we understand. I have seen and heard many things that I have no explanation for.
When I worked in Japan, I once woke to see a young Japanese man kneeling over my bed looking down at me. He was shocked and surprised that I could see him. He stood up and, looking back at me, walked through the wall and disappeared