Hello, This is my first post to this board. Your subject of ghosts caught my attention. When I was in nursing school, I worked weekends as a companion for the elderly. Late one night while working in the home of a 95 year old woman, I overheard her talking about me in another room of the house. I naturally assumed she was talking on the phone. When I went to check on her, she was not on the phone. She told me her sister wanted to know who I was. Trouble was, her sister had been dead for many years. This was a well-kept old victorian home, with all the rooms still filled with the possessions and furnishings of those who had passed on, as if they were coming home soon. Even before that night, I never felt quite at ease. I would go down to the kitchen around 3 or 4 AM, for coffee, and run back upstairs as fast as I could. After the old woman died, the house was sold several times. No one wanted to live there more than a few years.