Casper the friendly ghost

Right now I'm writing a research paper on the existence of ghosts. The basis is that humans have an appetite for mystery and fear, so is it this appetite that causes us to believe in ghosts, or do the paranormal truly exist? Personally, I do believe in ghosts and spirits regardless of what anyone says. I've had encounters or experiences or whatever you want to call them. So, let me share some of them...
I think the first encounter I can say I had with the supernatural was with my grandparent's cat Spooky (ironic I know) he was a black cat that died of old age. We were living with them at the time and I often slept in the living room because I just had trouble sleeping. One night my grandma had made chili, one of my favorites, and I had left some out that I couldn't finish. I was in the living room when something woke me up. Thinking it was the dog I went into the kitchen to get him and I saw something on the counter eating out of the chili bowl. I turned on the light but nothing was there, but the chili was almost gone and there was black hair on the counter, the cat was black. The next day my grandma told me that she used to leave chili out for the cat when he was alive because he liked it so much.
Another time, and probably the scariest, happened at Creek House, an old shut-down museum in Elkhart, IN. My friends grandmother whom she lived with was the curator for Ruthmere, one of the most famous houses in IN so they gave her Creek House to live in while working there. It was a huge 5 bedroom house that was absolutely gorgeous. Throughout my times staying there I had many experiences. Once while there we saw the house on scariest places on earth...comforting right? As hard as it seems to believe we used to see people walking around, hear the piano playing, and once a blood stain seemed to appear on the ceiling. But probably the most remarkable to me happened one night when I was on the phone with Nicole, the girl that lived there. I heard a loud noise and then heard her scream. She was home alone and had heard a loud crashing sound and thought someone was breaking in. She used 3 way and called the police. When they got there they searched all around the house and found a cracked window, but there were no footprints or sticks or anything in the snow outside the window.
These are just a few instances I've experienced. I'd love to hear your thoughts on the other wordly or your own ghost stories.

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