I must say because of these recounts that my Mum and relatives have told me I'm a very strong believer of spirits.
One story I've always been told was when my Mum, Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle and a few other family member were living a house in Sydney (which was worth very little at the time many years ago, now as it has a view of Sydney Harbour its worth over a million).
Anyway, in this multistory house, my Mum would never ever use the upstairs bathroom. She was literally terrified of it. This all made sense when years later she was old a man hung himself in there.
Also, when walking up and down the stairs cold hands would grab at everyones ankles. Everyone who lived in the house experienced that.
