I've had many, I'll mention a few different types:
Once a group of friends in Ventnor, NJ had a older victorian home that had a very unhappy lot of ghosts in it, all from the same period. A woman, haunted one room, sometimes appeared without eyes, or looked like she was searching, and sent the female in that rom dreams about needing help, in the room across the hall, a little girl ghost was seen, and another living roomie was sent dreams of that little girl crying, a man outside her window on the ground street outside (this roomie would also dream of the man whistling outside the window on the street below- apparently he had been casing the mother and daughter), and the mother coming in that room in anger and distress...this living roomie often felt like she was being choked in her bed. The next occupant in a room next door, which actually was under a 4th floor crawl space had issues with sleeping well in that room at all. In that 4th flr crawl space, people who slept in it during parties were often struck with nightmares about violent deaths, and the basement had a strange horrid stench wafting from it when ppl were down there alone.
I slept in the room under the crawl space...I also has experiences on that floors hall and bathroom, lights going on and off on their own, and a peewee herman doll attached to a cord for a hall light swinging by itself. The night I slept in that room, I dream about the woman and child, they had lived there, no husband, I think she was widowed....
They went out one day and came home unknowingly to a male intruder who had broken in the house and had hid in the crawl space...that night as they went to sleep, he came out (a left over residual is that at about 2 am you will hear footstpes coming down the 3rd floor steps, that stops at each door and turns the knobs), and proceeded to kill the little girl in front of the mother who was tied up and had to watch this horrid act. The mother went insane with grief, and killed herself later one, but the mystery was that the body of the little girl was never found.
I told the mother that the man had done it, in my dreams, that the little girl was here, and that they could reunite and go into the light...that it wasn't her fault, and that she needed to be at peace. I also saw that, in my dreams, the man had taken the body of the little girl to the basement.
The next day I told the lot of my friends what the case was, and that if they should decide to dig up the basement, they would find the body of the little girl, but that the woman and child were gone. I asked if they had researched the history of the home for clues to identities. My one friend said city records gave no soldi evidence but a church record referred to the woman and her child, something about a deed to a family name, but then all future records were missing.
Needless to say. ..after that they had no more dreams.
The other that comes to mind of a good experience is my mothers parents, both of which died 11 years and a day to one another. My grandfather went first, then grandmom, both appeared to me in dreams at the moments they were dying, to deliver messages, say bye, and comfort me. Sometimes in dreams, the last being when I was about to give brith to my daughter, they came back in a nother dream to tell me they were proud of me, and my fiance, that they knew it was a little girl, and that they would be around to guard her.
I love those dreams...I know they're happy.
