Here is my first story. NOT TRUE!
So, there I was on a class field trip to the cemetery. My friend Lauren had said " Watch out for the ghosts! If you run into one, use the ghostly stare. Okay?"
I said "whatever" and walked away with my brother. We went over the hill to a grave that a pilgrim girl a been laid in when she died. I put my new gloves on the grave so I could write on my paper. Then my teacher called out that we had to go. After school, at about 6:00 PM after the sun went down, i realized i had left my gloves in the cemetery. I told my brother to come with me, so he did. When we went to the grave that we where at, we scouted out the whole area, and my gloves weren't anywhere to be seen. Then, I turned around and a skeleton was standing there! She said, " I want you skin, please I'm cold!" I backed away and yelled "NO!" And ran away. That's when I noticed that it had my gloves! I gave the skeleton the ghostly stare. It actually worked! The skeleton dissolved into dust. I ran home and another skeleton had gotten my brother. I used the ghostly stare, but the skeleton turned off the lights and said, "It's not nice to stare." And wrapped it's hands around my neck. THE END.

Story Two. NOT TRUE!
So there i was in the hospital, and doctors were coming in and out of my room with my roomate, Martin. He always yelled, " I'm not Martin!" whenever a doctor or nurse would come in. One of them came over to me, and I asked,"What's wrong with him?" The nurse answered by saying," He has to get his whole leg cut off. He must have convinced himself he is someone else." That night, he asked me ,"Are you a light sleeper?" I said that I was, and he went to sleep. I woke up on a stretcher and i started screaming, I'm not Martin! And the elevator doors closed.THE END.

Story Three. TRUE!
Okay this happened to my second cousin. So he was a baby, about two and a half. My great-grandma was holding him and he saw a figure. He asked " Grandma who's that man?" She saw it too. She told it to him every day he came over.