There are ghosts, people. I am very truthful, and i have had 3 expieriences. Here they are...don't let them scare you...too much.
1) Two or three years ago, when I was ten or eleven (I'm 13 now) I had my door open. My mother was getting laundry and runnin around a bit out in the hall. Then, something a bit wite-ish walked into the door. It looked like my mother, but, when i went to speak, i could say nothing. Nothing at all.
2) Just about four or five days ago. It was stormy and i woke from a undreamful (is that a word?) sleep. I rolled over and looked at my door, which i kept closed after my first encounter. It creeked open, and there, staring (if a mist could stare) was a white mist. It utterly freaked me out.
3) Just last night. I was put my dish in the sink and was walking out into the living room to read. I heard footsteps when I knew no one entered, because I hadn't heard the door open. I ran into the foyer, then upstairs, AGAIN utterly freaked out.