I was staying the night at my grandmothers house once, sleeping on the couch. I woke up in the middle of the night, no clue why, and started to roll over to get up when I saw a ghastly old woman standing over. No, I know what you're thinking, not my grandmother. How dare you? This thing was a hag. Whatever picture comes into your head when you think the words "horrible old woman" probably isn't far off. Stringy grey hair, fallow skin, shriveled limbs, standing over me in a pose that was either a silent scream or the first steps in unhinging her jaw to swallow me. 

I don't know what was going through my sleep addled mind, but I guess since she wasn't moving at all I didn't consider her much of a threat because after looking at her for a few seconds I rolled over again and went right back to sleep. I never saw her again, I never had any other experiences in that house. A few years later one of my brothers freinds claimed to see a woman staring at us through the trees out back, really freaking out one of my little cousins in the process, but I went back there and didn't find anything. Understandably I never told any of the family this story and if anyone else experienced something they never felt the need to speak up. 

I fully believe this was some kind of waking dream I had, but in my heart of hearts I hope that my nonchalance shattered some poor ghouls confidence so badly it moved out of the house and gave up on haunting.