Paranormal debate

When I was little, my family house was haunted. It wasn't nasty or anything. It was always cold at the top of the stairs. The room by it my older sister saw someone in there, she thought it was our eldest brother on leave from the army . He ghost disappeared. Also my youngest brother was a baby .mum would find tightly wrapped up in his blanket, she didn't do it. It happened when my eldest sister was dog sitting and her baby was asleep. Scared them so they took the dogs and went to their place.

No

I'd like to believe

Sometimes I know wgen thw phones going to ring

Does that count

I've seen some UFO's…but I do live near a Military airbase. So while I can't identify them, I don't think they're unexplainable.

The reality is that there isn't life on any of the other planets in our solar system. And it would take too many years to travel here from another one. So no, I don't believe there are any aliens on earth.

Is there life on another planet somewhere in the Universe? Given it's vast scale, and the fact that it's all made from the same basic components, then yes I do believe that life exists somewhere else, but I don't believe humans will ever interact with it from this planet.

As for ghosts, I'm afraid I believe that's all in the mind of the viewer. I'm not saying that people don't see them. Just that they aren't actually there. We know the human brain has incredible powers of illusion. If it can make up dreams and nightmares at night, and all sorts of waking visions in people with diagnosable conditions, then I have no problem in believing that it can make up ghosts in dimly lit rooms and old houses.

One autumn many years ago, we were on a school Geography trip in the Lake District staying in an old coach house. Myself & a couple of friends had been outside the grounds for a walk. On walking back down the drive, I said to them that you could just imagine a coach & horses going down it.

As we walked around the corner of the building the leaves started blowing in a different direction to that at the front of the place. Then I felt like a sad young woman dressed in black had just walked past me, tho I saw nothing. My friends felt someone had actually brushed past them.

I put this odd, rather unnerving experience down to perhaps sort of thinking about how the place must have been centuries ago.

I didn't believe in ghosts one bit. However, the next morning my friends & I spoke to the owner asking if anyone had seen any ghosts out of sheer curiosity.

He said that he didn't normally mention it in case it put potential guests off, but there had been a few sightings in & around the property of a young woman dressed in black. He told us that a maid had lost her young man who was a gardener when he was struck down by a tree during a lightening storm. This loss was apparently too much for her.

He then showed us the rope marks on a banister up in the hallway as the scene of the further tragedy concerning herself…..

My mam used to have a very old guest house in Scotland. Odd things started to happen - mam would hear footsteps upstairs when nobody else was in, guests were always complaining their socks went missing, a huge bottle garden seemed to leap off the table in the hall (I heard this because I was on the phone to her at the time). So mam brought in a psychic to investigate. He went into the lounge which had a roaring fire, flames came right out of the fireplace when he walked into the room, and a coffee table lifted from the floor. Other people were present so it wasn't just my mam who witnessed it. One corner of the room was cold which interested the psychic. He sat my mam in the corner and took her through past lives. At one point she said she was a little boy called Daniel who was an orphan and he had a broken arm. The psychic said Daniel had a mischievous spirit who was probably responsible for the strange goings on.. Soon after my mam went to research this. Very neat here house there used to be an old convent which took in orphaned children. Mam looked into the records and found evidence of an 8yr old boy called Daniel who had a broken arm when he arrived at the convent.