This is probably going to be really long...
Almost two years ago we found out my poppy had cancer, which eventually lead to his death. The year before I got a new puppy and my poppy loved the dog, and the dog loved him. The night before he died my ex and I were hanging out in my basement (the basement of my house is split in half, one half is my grandparent in-law suite) and my dog started freaking out and barking at the connecting wall to my grandparents side. My dog had never barked before and even now only does it at random times! After this happened I had to leave and go to my cousins graduation party. I ended up staying until 2am but my little brother left around 9. My brother and poppy were really close, he's the baby of the grandkids and even before we lived with them my brother was at my poppy's house everyday because he wasn't in school yet. While everyone was at the grad party only my brother and poppy were home but Jack (brother) wouldn't go down there alone. Jack called my mom about 10 times asking if anyone came home from the party because he kept hearing doors opening and closing and footsteps all over the house, but he wouldn't leave his room to check. Finally my mom said she'd come home to check out the house, just before she got home my brother heard footsteps walk up the stairs, through the house right to his bedroom door, and then my mom pulled in and found no one in the house besides Jack and my poppy. Then the next morning my poppy died, we all say that the last footsteps Jack heard were my poppy coming to say goodbye. We think the other ones were other deceased relatives hanging out with my poppy, he would always talk to his mom (she died when my poppy was 16) towards the end, and tell us stories about these people that none of us have never met.
Also I find it too weird to be a coincidence that yesterday was my poppy's birthday so I wore his old shirt to bed and then first thing I see on here this morning is this thread!
Another story I have is from the apartment I lived in while away at school this year. My ex bf, and I moved in the place in August and our roommate didnt come until closer to September. I was still working at home so I moved in and then left to finish work and then went back to the city when my roommate did, so my ex was living there alone for a few weeks. One night when he was asleep & there alone our bedroom door flew open, the knob dented the wall, some cupboards in the kitchen opened and glasses fell out, and then he heard the unit door open and slam. All of this startled him awake so he got up to go check it out and all of the doors were still locked, the balcony and the unit door still had the chain lock on and everything. My roommate and I got there the next day and he was sooo freaked out, he slept on the couch. My ex ended up moving back home because he wanted to see his family before going to Alberta to work, so only me, my dog, and roommate were in the apt. One night we were just hanging out and my dog ran into the spare room and started going crazy. He was growling and barking and would run out and hide behind me.
My mom is really into paranormal and spiritual stuff so she always goes to mediums or whatever they're called that do readings. The girl she goes to see said that there was definitely something bad in that apartment and told my mom that it followed me home! My mom made me go see her to get cleansed. The girl also told my mom that I "know things." I already knew that though because so many times something happens and I know for sure that I had a dream or day dream of the exact same thing! Last year my cousin had a baby in January, she didn't even know she was pregnant until November but back in August someone mentioned that she was gaining weight and I was like "oh yeah, I'm pretty sure she's pregnant." And then when she told everyone in November when she found out I knew it was a girl but she didn't want to know the sex until the baby was born.