Well, um. In my old apartment, I believed there was a ghost living, hehe. Or something. Sometimes that whole place just felt really weird and I got tingly feelings and all. Worst part was that there was a sort of corridor going between my general living area to the hall and bathroom, and if I needed to go in the night there was a mirror staring back at me through the corridor from the wall next to the front door. And I sort of imagined that there was this really scary man standing behind me in it.
Buuut I probably just had wild imagination (and an overly active fright of the dark), you know, because I was never really hit by that man or anything. That that building used to be an old hospital for dying people, thaaat's probably totally irrelevant 8)