Ok, well if you want a story, here is one of my dads.
About 20 years ago dad bought a block of land in rural Victoria. It turned out it was ancestral land for him...and it was granted to his great great great grandfather in the 1850. That was weird in itself.
Anyway, there was a creek that ran through it with an usual name. As kids we loved swimming in the creek, but it could be very wild after a storm and at snow melt. There were all sorts of goldmining things down there from the gold rush too and it felt a bit spooky at times.
So, one day dad was mowing down by the creek and he saw a little girl in a red coat, about 6 or 7 years old (it was private land on both sides, and the other people didn't have a little girl). He called out to us, but we couldn't see her, and then she was gone. He said he saw her a few times after that. Always in a red coat and always by the creek. He always looked spooked after he'd seen her.
Fast forward about ten years, and we had sold the land and moved away. Dad is a GP and he had a patient in one day with an unsual name, so he asked them if they knew about the creek that had the same name etc. They said they did, and that their ancestors settled around there too etc. So dad went digging around this family, because they probably knew his family etc, and what do you know, a little girl from that family was drowned in the creek during that period. She was about 6 or 7. So sad.
It still spooks me to think of that story, because if you'd met my dad, you would realise he isn't scared easily...but that spooked him.
ETA: and at the risk of being a thread-whore () he used to see spirits down the back garden too, and one time he came tearing inside and scared all of us, because he was still shaking.
And I haven't even started on mum's experiences...
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