One more time...
Okay frustrated. this is the third time I have tried to type this story and my computer blinks out everytime..lol. I don't think its ghostly but I have checked everything I can think of to figure out why it did that..but no dice. Soooo..here I go again.

I was in my bedroom watching a dvd that I had rented. I was lying on my side with two pillows under my head and my head towards the bedroom door. My bedroom looks straight into the living room. SO, I am totally into my movie, no thoughts of creepiness or ghostiness floating through my head. I am totally and completely into the movie. It wasn't a scary or creepy movie so there was no jitteryness on my part. I was totally calm (for once lol). Out of nowhere I feel as if someone has just run their hand over my hair. Starting at my left temple and ending by pushing my hair into my pillow. I had my hair in a loose bun so when my hair was getting pushed down I felt a slight tug on my head. It was a gentle tug but there was DEFINATE pressure pushing my bun into the pillow. To describe what I felt...put your hair up in a bun (for the gals anyway), and gently run your hand over it as if smoothing it down, and then push the bun to the side. You'll feel your hair move when you push down. That is what I felt. It took me a minute to register because it had come out of absolutely no where. But when it registered...it REGISTERED. I didn't move at first but I felt my eyes go as wide as saucers and then I popped my head up and looked up and out into the living room. I knew I was alone in the house but I got up and checked for family members anyway...all doors and windows locked and nobody home but me. Okaaayy..So, I creep back into my room and lie back down the way I was. I pretended to be into my movie again but in my head I was willing it to happen again. It was sooo real. I even said it out loud. "You can do it again. Its okay, I'm not scared. If you are still here you can do it again." And I wasn't scared. It had been so gentle and loving. More like a caress as if someone were trying to comfort me. I am thinking of it now and it just seems to me like, who or what ever it was was trying to say "I don't want to scare you but I want you to know I am here." I think this because of the way it started out so gently but slowly added more and more pressure before finally pushing down on the bun in my hair. I could be totally off base with it but it reminds me of something my grams would do. I can't explain what it was or if it was a ghost, but it was real and I can't explain it away. And unfortunately it didn't happen again.