OK, at the risk of sounding like a complete crazy.....here it is. I don't share this very often because it is weird and I do sound crazy.
We moved in to our house about 8 years ago. About 7 years ago I started hearing/seeing things in the house. It began with seeing things. Never could make out what it was, but it was some kind of white flowing aparition that would catch my eye but never could get a good look at it. It would move down the hallway or across the doorway of the dining room while I was looking. Freaked me out but I just chalked it up to reflections off the road behind the house. Then it started calling my name. The first time I was standing in the dining room and heard a woman's voice behind me yell out "Bryan!" so I turned around thinking it was my wife. It wasn't. The next time I was in the living room and heard it coming in from the dining room, another woman's voice calling my name. Again I assumed it was my wife so I figured she has just gotten home and I walked over to the front door just in time to see her driving down the road and pulling into the driveway. Fucking weird, that really made me wonder if my head was messed up. The next time I was talking to a buddy on the phone upstairs and heard a voice calling me from downstairs. Again thought it was my wife and told my buddy to hold on and yelled out "hold on, on the phone with Chris!" and kept talking. Well, about 15 minutes later my wife got home from work.
I laughed about it and figured hey, if this ghost just floats around nicely calling out my name, whatever. No problem. Then one night I was down working in the garage and I heard a scream. Like a blood curtling, someone just died and I found the body type scream. Our son was about a year and a half years old at that point and was sleeping in bed so I thought my wife found him dead. I tore upstairs and she was just sitting there reading a book. She said I was completely white and looked more terrified than she has ever seen me.
I will also add that my son had never slept a complete night up to this point. Every night, at least twice a night he would wake up screaming and we would have to go in there and get him back to bed. Every night, without fail.
Well, my wife was telling a friend at work what happened and she mentioned that a lady that worked there helped out with ghost issues. I know you are thinking
but these are educated professionals and she didn't go around advertising this. Kind of like the movie Hitch, only those who need to know knew.
She comes over and does her thing, tells the ghost that it is time to go with God, etc. I all of a sudden feel like I am getting a big bear hug, something is squeezing me from behind and then all of a sudden it is gone. I looked up and said "I think it is gone!" and immediately we heard my son yell out from upstairs. We ran up there and he was awake so we laid him back down.
He slept through the night that night and has almost every night since, and that was like 4 years ago. No more voices, no more seeing things.
So yeah, you may think I am crazy, but that is my story and I have a sane witness.