I was in Spain once when I was a Little boy. My family and I were staying in  Majorca in a holiday village. Where there was a mountain on top of which was an object that reminded me of a tower. I was told not to go up there during the day, because of the fear of heatstroke. I made a friend and you guessed it being adventurous, I did what I wanted to do instead of what I was told. We set about it and went up. We got halfway up and this nun appeared as if from nowhere. I did not really know what nuns were about but knew they had something to do with the church. I felt a bit intimidated and she grabbed my wrist. She did not say a word I felt so scared I felt to myself that if she does not let go I will scream for help. I turned around to look for my friend and he was gone. This frightened me even more. Then I shot back to look at the nun. Then she had gone. I was so scared I nearly ran back to the holiday apartments. When I got back it was Lunch time. The hottest part of the day. I never said a word to my mum. I never really knew what happened to my friend although I saw him later. I just did not ask for some reason. Later on in life I asked my mother was there a nunnery in the area and she said no. I asked other people that were there and they said the same. I have never really understood to this day what happened?

so you mean your new friend was a ghost and also the nun?

Hey, I believe in ghosts.

When I was around 4 years old, I saw two female ghosts in nurse uniforms.  They were searching for something in my parents' bedroom.  I watched them opening a locked safe, looking at my giant dolls and just looking for something.  I was too scared to move and pretended to sleep under the blanket.  I never asked my parents if they encountered such entities.  

In my adult life, I have strange things happening to me.  Sometime my bed bounces as if my cat jumps on the bed, but no one is on the bed with me.  I told my sister about this and she shared with me that it happened to her too while she was watching tv in my bedroom.

Another episode was when the doorbell rang.  I opened it and there was nobody there.  

Recently, something turned both my tv and light off while I was in the shower.  I had just stepped out from the shower when everything went quiet, so I yelled to my sister in the kitchen.  She got freaked out too because she said she heard it went dead too.  She asked why I keep my tv and light on at night.  I just do it because it makes me feel warm.

I think my room is colder than anywhere elses in the house.  Am I haunted?  Why is this happening to me?  I keep telling my sister that it is an electrical wire, but thinking about it, it is strange.  For whatever it was, I didn't sense a bad energy.

Hey -- I thought folks here would appreicate knowing that real-life ghost whisperers Mary Ann Winkowski & James Van Praagh will be on Larry King Live tonight (6 p.m. Pacific Time, and then I think it repeats at 9 & midnight although I'm not an expert on Larry's show!).  I'll be tuning in!

I ain't afraid of no ghosts!