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Originally Posted by The Germanator
Yeah, I live pretty near the Brandywine Battlefield too. Do you ever dare set foot on Cossart Road at night? The folklore about that area is crazy.
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No, but I recently saw a colonial soldier walking down my road right outside my driveway. That was a first for me ever seeing an "ethereal" (sp?) ghost, meaning I could see through him. The only other ghost I've ever physically seen is the one at my parent's place. She is very real in appearance. I actually have three friends of mine who have sworn never to set foot in that house again because of her. She was frisky one night before a golf outing. Footsteps going up and down the stairs all night, the mattress dipping up and down (like someone was getting in and out of bed, not some crazy exorcist stuff), and her sillouette in the doorway was enough to convince them.
As for proof, I was very skeptical of a lot of what my peripheral vison saw and my ears heard and what I might or might not have "misplaced", but there is one thing for me that sealed the deal on ghosts for me:
My parents have a finished attic. When you close and latch the doors to the rooms, the next morning they are all open. Every time. I've tried this while watching the house by myself.