I believe in God, but not in the Church nor any system of organized religion.
Also, I have a ghost in my condo.
I guess I should explain that last one. The previous resident was elderly, and it’s a 2 BR condo. Sometime in her life she had asked her daughter and son-in-law to move in to help take care of her. Then she passed in her sleep, in the unit, and the daughter/son sold the unit to my landlord. Then I moved in.
I’ve had several incidents of hearing noises, things being moved around the place (I am very anal about what goes where) and several weird events as my key not working to unlock my front door (verified by friends and neighbors. I sleep in the lady’s room, and several times while in that stage of sleep where you’re trying to figure out whether or not to wake up or sneak the extra 10 minutes in, I have felt “a presence” near my bed. One time, I swear it felt like somebody had placed a heavy hand on my mattress telling me to get up or I would be late. (Not quite like a punch on my mattress, but rather a firm setting of hand down)
I sleep with my door closed, but the bathroom door directly across from my door stays open and the light stays on all night long. One time, about 3 AM (when the roomies were out of town), I swore I was awakened by the sound of the front door closing (it is a loud door) and then I saw the shadows of *feet *underneath the bedroom door, lit by the background of the bathroom light. I blinked and was startled by the sight, and rose up in bed. When I looked again, the feet were gone.
I don’t know her name, but I call her Madge. Or sometimes Margie if I feel like making her feel welcome. She freaks me out, but she’s not dangerous, so I don’t mind.
The building I live in is full of seniors, and my friends on other floors have their own stories as well about seeing / hearing things, but since they’re not my stories I don’t have tale-telling rights.