Well back in college when I lived in a run down house rented out by a batty old woman I had plenty of ghost experiences. It’s true. But I learned how to handle them.
Like after I realized my place was spooked I told that ghost he would pay rent, or he would work to earn his keep. It took a while to get through to him, and once I did every day I would come back to find the place cleaned up and a fresh sandwich on the counter, on a plate. Don’t want crumbs everywhere. The moans and groans could get annoying after awhile, but I told him that if he didn’t shut up I would give him something to moan about.
Then I found out I had another ghost, a lady ghost. She didn’t stay around long, in fact she left after I found her. All I did was try to put the moves on her to get a little snuggly action. She left screaming like a banshee, out the door and down the street.
Then came the worst of all, I was just sitting there minding my business on Oct 31st, when someone knocked at the door, it was………CHILDRREN!!!!!!!!!