I had this dream back when I was
16/17 so about 6 years ago. I dreamt about this man who had black hair
slicked back kind of like Elvis. white shirt and blue jean overhauls. He
was quite handsome. He was walking through my house as if in a way
wandering. Though he was not talking physically sort it was more of a
telepathic way I remember. He led me to the back area of my house where
the alley was and just stood there waiting for me and staring. When I
asked him what we were waiting for I had woken up. I told my mother about
it later on that day only to find out awhile back before they had bought
the house a man named cliff who I perfectly described to a tee, Had been
killed behind our alley. He was a garbage man and the only one on duty
that day. well evidently the machine/truck had turned on somehow when he
was loading trash and decapitated him. Nobody I guess ever could find any
reason to why this happened or if anybody had done it. Strange but I think
maybe he was trying to tell me something. I'll never know but if I could
find out the truth I would.

My encounters with the paranormal began when I started cleaning
late at night at the red cross of Dubuque, Iowa. 

The first thing I saw was a
shadow moving into a darkened bathroom. My wife was working at that end of
the building so I just assumed it was her. I walked in to find no one and
when I called my wife's name she answered 2 rooms away. I got out of the
bathroom fast!!!

My next encounter changed my life forever! It was a couple
weeks after the shadow and I had just calmed down about that. My wife had
noticed deer out back the night before so I was going to sneak in this
door to try to see them before the movement scared them away. I let my eyes
adjust but to no avail. No deer. I turned around to flip on the light but
didn't since I could see pretty well. So I pulled out the old garbage bag
then put in another. Suddenly I felt cold. Then saw a light just behind me
in this still dark room. I started to look to see the light and something
in my head said," Don't look"! I stopped instantly in my turn towards my
right. Suddenly the light came to my face and I felt that I had intruded on
their time and place. I also felt an electric heat at the very end that
left me stunned and drained. I walked to my wife and said we gotta go
now! 

I told my story to the local ghost hunters but they couldn't get
permission into the building. But before I left they tossed a book to me
showing that the property used to be a mental institution. I saw one more
shadow in the donation room and my wife has had many unexplained
occurrences there too. We still clean there but always earlier then
midnight. 6 months later, I believe I saw a face that night about 1am.It
seemed repressed because of fear. I seemed to know what the spirit wanted
though and nothing near as frightening has happened to us since. But things
still do happen.

This scary but true encounter happened to me when I was eight
months pregnant with my first son in 1993. We all had our sitting
arrangements around the kitchen table ever since I could remember. Around
the table was me, my boyfriend, my brother, and my dad. We always sat
together for dinner talking about everything, but this day would prove to
be different! 

I was about to take a bite out of my taco, when a really
bright flash caught my eye. Where I was sitting, I could see down the
hallway which led to my and my brother's room. Anyways, as I kept
staring at the light, clearly in the middle of the light I could see an
old white man, wearing only red and white jogging shorts, you know the
ones that they used to where in the eighties, he had sweat bands around
his head and his wrists?

He seemed to be jogging in slow motion from my
room to my brother's room. In all it lasted about ten seconds. It seemed
like forever, but just as it came it was gone. I jumped up trying to
scream, cry, nothing was coming out of my mouth, everyone at the dinner
table didn't know why I was reacting this way. As I began to calm down
and try to tell my family what exactly I had saw, my brother asked me "You
just saw him, didn't you?" I said what? What or who did I see, please
tell me. My brother then asked me, was he running? I yelled what the
heck are you asking me these questions like you know exactly who I saw. 
And what came out of his mouth changed my life forever. 

He began to
describe this man exactly how I had seen him, knowing everything about
him. I asked how in the heck can you possibly know him? My brother told
me he had a Ouija board that he had been playing with for a little over a
year. He said a lot of weird things happened to him, but felt secure and
safe. I asked who is the man and why is he here. My brother told me that
the man's name was Hank, he "told" my brother that he loved to jog every
morning for two miles to and from his home, he said that while he was
jogging he was hit by a car and thrown into a ravine, and he died
there. He had no family to report him missing, so he was in the ravine
for two whole days, until they found him, he says he will never rest
because no one was ever convicted of the hit and run. 

My brother telling
me this was like I had known the man myself. My brother described him to
me, and I did then realize that he did know the man, How could this be? 
My brother then told me for some reason "Hank" wanted me to see him, why I
don't know but I think sometimes maybe he wants someone new to perhaps in
some way help him. Ever since this I have had many more experiences that
I care not to experience in my dad's house, I've heard playing with those
Ouija boards is no game, you play at your own risk, My brother had moved
out of my dad's since then, but left so many open doors the other side,
this is just one of them.