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Are you kidding me? So many times ._.
So my great great grandfather on my dad's side was a Cheyenne Chief, Chief Hawk. My dad never really knew about his family (or that his family even existed) until I was in kindergarten, which was when we started visiting Ralph Redfox, a Cheyenne medicine man. You can look him up on Wikipedia, he's an amazing person. Anywhoo, once that started we all experienced ghosty things a number of times.

First, I kept waking up and screaming because I'd feel like something was watching me or I'd feel something touching my shoulder. My dad told me, though, that it was the great spirits letting me know that they were watching over me. I believe it, you cannot believe how REAL that hand felt, it was just like a person tapping your shoulder.

Then, we were going through this like, ritual where you cleanse your spirit by burning a little sage and "washing" yourself with its smoke. My mom and dad each had a "bundle", which was like a sacred rock or something bound by animal skin. My mother had set hers on the table, and it had been there for like five minutes, and suddenly without warning it started flipping over. You have to understand, it wasn't a round rock that just started rolling; this thing was FLIPPING. After a couple times it stopped and we were all just like O_O

I have a bunch of incidents that happened to my friends. I'm not lucky enough to have an experience -_-

Never had, never believed.

My friend's brother was making faces in a mirror at his grandmother's house. When he let go of his face after stretching it out, the reflection stayed contorted.

Also, my coworker, when he was younger was messing around with an Ouija board with his friends in an attic. They had candles lit and were just asking random questions and stuff. Well one of them asked a question about someone who died in the house when suddenly all the candles went out at the same time (no breeze either) and the table or something flipped over. All of them ran out of the room scared shitless.

This old coworker of mine had the scariest of the experiences though.

Well...

Her family moved into this house (it was old but looked nice, kept up). Anyway, so my coworker was a little girl at the time and they gave her this room that was near the steps on the second floor. Now every night she would go to bed she would hear the sound of footsteps walking up the stairs and head toward her room. Now, at first she thought it was her parents but it wasn't them. It was a ghost and after the first night this happened she has always been to terrified to look and would always end up hiding under the covers. Also, this ghost would always come into her room and she would feel a pressure on her bed as if someone would stop and prop their foot on her bed. It happened every night until her father found a room that was boarded up. The room was BEAUTIFUL. It looked literally like a room for a little girl. Lace curtains, floral print on the bed and rug, the furniture looked like really good children type. So, they gave the room to her thinking she would like it. The first night she was in there. The bed began to vibrate and it woke her up. Then all of a sudden the bed (with her in it) slammed up against the wall. Now this bed was in the middle of the room and there would be no way a seven or eight year old kid could do this. Anyway, when the bed slammed up against the wall she started screaming and it continued to slam up against the wall while the closet door, the dresser drawers and such began flinging open. When her mom and dad heard her screaming they ran to her room and her dad had to kick the door in to get into the room. Once he got in, everything stopped. My coworker to this day still is scared shitless about ghosts.