Ghosts and stuff that goes bump.

I believe in ghosts....sometimes. I mean, I have proof...Lots of it. For examply my daughter Sam gave me proof. When she was 2, that's how I know she didn't make it up. See one day. I was playing with her in her room and out of the corner of my eye I see these 2 people in the doorway. Now, I have VERY good peripheral vision, and it looked like my grandparents (both deceased) who used to travel around the world and always took their picture in the doorway on their way to the airport (never figured out why they did that). Now, I was WAY TOO SCARED TO LOOK FULLY...and I thought I would be a braver person, nope....so I continued to play. Then I got up the courage to take another peripheral peek....and they were gone. And JUST as all the hair on my body started to settle back into place....my daughter Sam says "Mommy, did you see that?" and I'm like 'what honey?"....and she says...in a low, quiet, scary child voice "The people in the doorway".....well I almost threw up I was so scared. So I have proof. But every once in a while, my faith in the afterlife gets broadsided by my cinical scientist side (LOLOLOL) and I start to question it. I hope it IS true. I hope there ARE ghosts.....because we all need that proof of faith nowadays.
That's what I think....anyway.