I was 14 years old at the time of my first sighting/encounter of Ghosts. My father and stepmother had just purchased this old farm house outside the town of Ford right next to the river Arun in Sussex England. It had a lot of land with it, including river rights. Being the oldest boy with two brothers and three sisters to look after I was always the baby sitter when my parents went out. It was on one of those nights just after putting my brothers and sisters to bed that I could sense that I was being watched. I grabbed the poker, and after stoking the fire in the living room, I started checking all the rooms still holding the poker in my hand. After not finding anything or anyone, I calmed myself down, put the poker back by the fireplace and decided to go to bed.

Coming out of the living room I grabbed a hold of the banister and started making my way upstairs to my room. Climbing the stairs I looked up and then froze on the spot, there at the top was a transparent figure of a man dressed in pirates clothes looking right down at me. I could see right through him, as there was a picture on the wall behind him that was still visible. He was clean shaven and wore a bandana on his head a sword on his side, in his right hand was a wine goblet that he would drink from. He just stood there looking at me and then he smiled, his mouth was moving as if he was speaking to me but I could not hear him. He raised his goblet as if in toasting to me and drank from it. He then turned around and vanished through the wall.

When I told my dad of what I saw he just laughed and said that he also had a visit from him and that it wont be the last. He then went on to explain that the farm house we moved into use to be a favorite place for pirates to hide out in many years ago and still do.