I'm new here and have been spending time visiting all the forums to see what I can learn from older posts and have just arrived here to have a look around. While I do not really believe in ghosts per se (I'm pretty much a 'when you're dead you're gone' type) I thought I'd relay something that happened to me as a small child and see what you think. The spoiler is that I didn't see any ghosts so all who want a good sighting story are spared. I've only told this story to my wife who once told me she thought I was in the war in a previous life (she's not really a recycler either but is more open to the possibility). So ... when I was five my parents and I went on a trip north (we lived in Atlanta, GA). On our way they stopped for a day to see Gettysburg. Now, living in the South I had of course seen my share of Confederate imagery but hadn't started school (my birthday is in the summer) and knew nothing of the Civil War really and had never heard of Gettysburg (or Pennsylvania for that matter). My parents weren't interested in the war and had never mentioned it before we went on the trip. I don't remember all we did on the day (only one afternoon, really, I think; that's how interested they were !) but we took a drive around and got out at what I would years later discover was in the Devil's Den area and took a little walk. At one point we were just standing there looking around when all of a sudden I got really afraid and had the distinct feeling that just out of my peripheral vision I could see movement. I kept turning my head to try to catch what it was and I remember feeling that my parents were no longer there with me and that the landscape was somehow different. It was a totally new and more-than-disconcerting experience and I started to panic. I'm not sure what I did but my mother must have noticed something because she said "are you OK ?" and it was over just like that. I had no reference to explain what I had just felt and so didn't say anything. Given that my parents were, let's just say, not receptive to such notions I never did mention it. The memory of that, though, has stuck with me all these years and is almost just as clear as when it happened (that's how I recognized Devil's Den in photos I saw many years later). Also after that I was always fascinated by photos of the Civil War and would just stare at them until pulled away. As I got older that developed into my interest in the CW era and I've been reading about it most of my life now. Given that I was too young, really, to have any image or understanding of what war was or what a battle entailed - and had never heard of Gettysburg - it doesn't seem to me that what I experienced could have been an active childhood fantasy based on something I'd seen or been told. I've wondered about it all my life. What do ya'll make of my experience ?