When I was pretty young, maybe about 6 (so I guess you can take this with a large pinch of salt) I saw a ghost of my mum one evening, when I was sitting in the front room.
I looked up and saw her walk across the front room, where I was, into the kitchen.
I then ran in and asked my dad if mum was home as I’d just seen her - she wasn’t.
An important note on use of the word “ghost”. Back then, and to this day, my mother is very much alive. She was simply out that evening.
I saw her wearing clothes that she owned, but not the clothes she had been wearing that day.
Aside from this I’ve never had any other strange or supernatural experience.
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