I've seen an apparition only once, but he keeps coming back.
The first time I saw him, I could feel something watching me when I came into the building - it's an old jail turned into a theatre/hostel/art gallery - like hundreds of people just staring down at me. It was so unsettling, because this particular part of the building held female prisoners. I felt like I was being judged and sized up. O_o
The feeling dissipated when I went upstairs to get my ticket for a play and I was standing in line when I felt someone was looking at me. The hall is T shaped, and there are benches where the halls intersect. Sitting on the bench was a man in a brown suit, a wide brim hat, a dark wooden cane, and brown shoes. He had whitish hair and a handlebar moustache - picture someone from around the turn of the century or a little later, but no later than the 20's - and little glasses on his nose. I couldn't see him clearly, but he was THERE.
He nodded, tipped his hat and smiled. Then he stood up and walked to his left, up the hallway, and disappeared. I immediately went to see where the hall led to - up a little flight of stairs, then a small dusty window. Unsurprisingly there was no one around.
Every time I walk by that old prison I think of that poor old ghost . . . the one who smiled. The jail is one of the most haunted places in Canada . . . so many people died by hanging and murder.
I think about him a lot, and say hello whenever I go by the old jail. If a ghost can smile in such a horrific place, maybe one day I'll go and find him again and talk to him and ask him why he's sticking around, and why of all people, he chose to contact me.
/ Quill (Brown Tabby and White Pancake Monster)[/FONT]