When I was like around 12 years old my parents had to go away for a little while and they left me in care of my next door neighbors. And one moonlit night while staying with them and everyone was fast asleep including me I woke up suddenly and there was a ghost, I shit you not, standing at the foot of my bed. She looked much like the ghost in this picture, though the ghost I saw was rolling its hands. And then it moved a couple steps toward me and then dissipated. I was beyond screaming scared because the ghost – the spectre- was like nothingĀ I’ve seen before or since: Translucent, gray, yet of another dimension. All I can say is that I saw what I saw. And it scared the bejesus out of me.