my first and only encounter with a ghost (or something) happened when i was in high school in england. i was a boarder and stayed in a dorm at school. i was working very late one night on an assignment (yes there's lights-out rule, but no one cares. besides it's an american school in england, so rules are not as strict.), i heard a baby girl crying outside. i didn't pay much attention to it until i realize it's not quite likely to have kids outside around 2:00AM. i looked out and found no one, but the crying persisted for several minutes. the next day i talked to one of the janitors, and he told me that the school used to be a monastery for nuns. in the 1920's or 30's, one of the nuns got pregnant and later committed suicide in the pond located within the school's premises. her ghost has been manifesting itself in several ways ever since. one of the ways is the crying of a baby girl (believed to be her unborn baby) at around 1 or 2AM when the moon is waxing half (believed to be the phase of the moon on the day the nun died) in the school cafeteria. the location and time seem to agree from my experience.
