I was bon in Jacksonville, Fl on June 28, 1984, but moved around a lot, for my dad was in the NAVY.  I guess, in a way I always had an interest in seeing if there really were ghosts or not.  I love to watch and hear stories on TV to see just how much it will scare me or how much I believe it.  I continue to enjoy hearing about other stories and seeing how much I really believe them myself.  When I was in 3-4 grade, in Georgia, I was told out house was built on a cemetery, and I knew we were the first to live there.  Long story short, one night, I saw a hand with a blue haze around it and a skull with a more greenish haze, I could see through both of them.  But the thing I never understood, was that I was on my top bunk bed and I was seeing them at eye level.