It seems that some people are just sensitive to these things for whatever reason. I’ve spoken with a number of people that I knew to be completely rational and not given to story-telling or delusional fantasizing, and they’ve told really quite compelling accounts.
That being said, I’ve personally never had any experience of this sort, despite ample opportunity (working for several years at a facility that was reputed to be most haunted building in our metropolitan area).
Having lived with cats in the house for many years - I can say with some assurance, many supposed ‘hauntings’ are the nocturnal adventures of some bored feline.
When I was a young teenager, my parents moved with me from VA to FL, to a relatively new house in Sarasota. I remember I was reading a book about Elizabeth I when I perceived a presence, so I decided to call her Elizabeth. Perceiving presences wasn’t new to me since we had moved from a pre-Civil War house in VA.
However, when I was talking to her to my mom, I “remembered” her name was Margaret, and that she had died in the bathroom. I knew she had beautiful eyes. My father told me, “Don’t scare your mother.”
Later, my mother, who always made friends, was talking to a neighbor at the end of the block. Apparently there was couple who had lived in the house, and the wife, Marguerite, had died in the bathtub. The neighbor said, “And she had the most beautiful eyes.”
Later, I found a lot of documents with the deed to the house, and the woman’s name was Margaret (not Marguerite, hah!) Brzenski or Berzenski (it’s been a few decades). I think her husband killed her since he appeared to be a drug dealer and other things.
My mom took me to find her crypt at the mausoleum and we left flowers.