Paranormal tale: A possible ghost encounter.

As stated in my other posts, I'm not a believer or a skeptic. I was however told that this incident is true by my late uncle who told me this story.
I am also unsure when it took place or where exactly, but if my memory serves correct, it happened somewhere in North America.

A man was driving on a highway and came across a young boy on the side of the street waving to get on. The boy wore a baseball uniform and hat.
Once the boy got onto the car, he urged the man through sign language to move onwards and kept pin pointing to a certain direction without speaking.

Next thing, they arrived at a crash site. A school bus seemed to have fallen off or collided with another vehicle (can't remember).
The man got out and tried to help the injured passengers. An ambulance and other medical help arrived. As people were leaving, the man noticed a stretcher with the blanket covering a body.

He lifted the blanket to find the body of same boy who led him to the bus crash. He was astonished. He told the medical teams and others that he was guided by this dead boy to the crash site. As the man got into his car to leave, he found the boy's baseball hat still sitting in the right passenger seat where the silent boy had been.

Paranormal story: A possible ghost encounter

About a year after Mariam's death, a friend of me and my cousin's, Faraz in Karachi was spending the night at his home.
I mentioned Marian in another blog of mine who was assassinated by her husband.

According to my cousin, Faraz came to him at night and woke him up. He claimed he was going to the washroom where he saw Mariam's image in the hallway.

My cousin didn't believe him. But the same summer after the killing, I recall coming back to North America and having a dream. I saw Mariam on the same signal way on the way to my cousin's house.

This was a strange dream, since Mariam and I had no close acquaintanceship or anything of that sort; though we did spend enjoyable times during my youth entertaining ourselves and my cousin when he was a toddler.

But I saw her in the dream. On the intersecting roads on the same route to my cousins house. The signal turned red, all the vehicles stopped, Mariam crossed the road waving at me and calling out in Urdu "How are you X" (X is a substitute for my real name, which I avoid giving out on the Internet).

All of a sudden I was at my cousins bedroom on the top floor, with Mariam organizing my cousin's clothes.
But Mariam was dead I told myself. How can this be? This had to be a spirit. I darted to my cousin's father downstairs at their house and my uncle (cousin's father) said that her spirit will stay there, refusal to leave.

I woke up from the dream after that. Weather this dream of Mariam's position in Faraz's experience is connected or coincidental; I do not know. I am just sharing experienced which I have no way of knowing are real or not.

My encounter with the unexplained

It happened to me when I lived in downtown Toronto. It was a windy night in the autumn of 2006.

I was in my room. I was waiting to fall asleep but was wide awake as I had just hit the sack.
The lights in my room were on.

The wind was howling outside but the windows were tightly shut. Everything in my room was still.
I suddenly felt a rush of air blowing in my face and hair out of nowhere and saw what looked like a perfectly straight string flying past me and straight into the wall vanishing into nothing.

I still don't know what it was till today. I'm not implying I exactly believe in the supernatural but all I know is I saw what I saw and was not dreaming. And I know that no science or logic can explain what I saw.