I love ghost stories :) Scare the crap out of me, but they're too interesting. Never had encounters with them but friends and family have told me stories.

2 weeks after my Ninna (grandma, I made up the name) my Aunt Mitzi(Her daughter) was having a dream she was standing there in the dress she was buried in, no breathing tubes, IVs, anything and she told Mitzi "I'm okay" and Mitzi woke up all of a sudden. Her death hurt her terribly(she cried more than anyone, that I saw), I believe and I guess she was sending a message to everyone through her. :) It made me feel really good...I felt so different after that. After she died, my aunt and I tore her house upside down looking for a necklace I made her when I was 5 that she wanted to be buried in, but we never found it in time. We were a wreck when we never found it. 2 weeks(brothers birthday) before her 1 year anniversary of her death, my aunt found it and gave it to me on my brothers b-day as a present for me :) It's hanging on her picture frame in my room now :)