I've always believed in ghosts and afterlife and God, but never experienced anything until I moved back home in Victoria, Australia in 2007. I was staying in my old room outside in an old converted shed.

I was just drifting off to sleep when something woke me. I sat up startled and looking around my room I could see wheat growing on my bedroom floor. Thinking I might have been dreaming, I put my hand out to touch it and felt it clearly.


Still confused, I looked around my room some more and saw someone peering into my bedroom window from a distance. She was a young woman with wavy brown hair. As she walked closer to my window, she started disappearing. Frightened, I threw the blanket over my head.

Moments later, I felt someone sit on my bed and start to rub my back as if trying to calm me down. I was still very frightened and told her, "I'm sorry. I can't help you. Please leave. You're scaring me." And she was gone.

A few years later, I moved out back to Adelaide and my brother moved into my old room. I came home for a visit and we were sitting in his room talking when the door flew open and my brother said, "Thanks, Nicole."

Laughing, I said, "Oh, who's Nicole? Your imaginary girlfriend?"

To which he replied, "No, she's a ghost, I think. I can't see her, but I feel her and I feel that's her name."

I never told him about my experience in my old room.

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