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Originally Posted by rustedrims
I would love to hear your stories.I do believe sometimes i am not the only one in the room.
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What a great idea to share some stories...
I have one from my past I could share tonight.
As a child my family went every memorials day to visit the graves of my ancestors. We travels all over Utah and Idaho on various years. One year while visiting a cemetery in Logan, Utah, we noticed a man on a motorcycle as we entered the gates. He was sitting on his bike and as we moved through the different parts of cemetery, putting flowers on a number of graves he began to follow us at a distance. I remember that I could not distinguish any specific details about this person, just that it was a man riding a motorcycle in a leather jacket. My parents became concerned and we left the cemetery. He followed us as if he would continue out onto the road behind us but stopped at the gate. I turned in my seat and watched the gate and the strange man in black until I could no longer make him out.
My mother at the time joked that it was a ghost, but as I grow older, I am convinced that far from a joke, it was the truth.
This is probably one of my earliest encounters with a spirit.