Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

About a year ago when I was taking a shower in my parents’ bathroom (connected with their bedroom) I saw a man. How their bathroom is set up is so that if you open the shower’s doors, you can look right in the closet. Last summer I got shampoo in my eyes, I reached out for my towel to wipe my face. I didn’t want to get the towel wet so I just leaned my head out. I looked up at the closet and an old man was standing there. Most likely in his mid-seventies. I was shocked.

I haven’t really been scared by ghosts/spirits since the time I saw Pops. When I saw that man my blood went cold. It was the first time in two years that I had ever been that scared of anything.

He looked me in the eyes. He had(has?)ice cold blue eyes that scared me. He was dressed in a suit and tie, very formal as if he was about to go to a wedding or a funeral. His hair was pure white, and his skin was very, very pale. The look that he had on his face, he looked at me as if I were just a naughty child.

We stared at each other for what seemed like forever, it was most likely no more then ten seconds. I broke the gaze by wiping my face. I set my towel back down and finished taking my shower. After I turned the water off I stood in there for a minute or so working up the courage to open the door again. When I opened it, he was gone.

It was almost a year ago, and I have only taken one shower in that room since. I’ll go into the closet by myself now, but I am terrified while doing so. I am only thirteen years old, but it is incredibly hard to get me scared to this point. In fact it’s hard to get me scared at all.

I have told my family about this man. None of them believe me. I am the only one in my family who believes in ghosts/spirits. My parents and oldest brother take it as a game, my two sisters are terrified if I jump out at them from around a corner and say “boo”, and my older brother doesn’t believe in anything that he hasn’t seen. I can’t work up the courage to try and take a picture so I can prove it to them. I’ll walk into the room with a camera, but when I get to the closet I’m on the edge of a nervous breakdown.

Do you guys have any ideas on how I can force myself to not be so afraid of him? Like I said, I am the only one in my family who believes in ghosts/spirits, so getting my parents to let me have a priest come and bless the place, well. That’s not going to happen.

Sent in by Ghost Girl, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com