MMe, my friend and my boyfriend were driving one night and randomly decided we wanted to visit the cemetery because we really like ghosts. I kind of have a sense of ghosts, and when we got there I wasn't feeling well, so when they got out of my car, I stayed in it. My friend came running to my car saying she saw something very far away. They jumped back into my car and we drove in the direction my friend had indicated. We walked up to the tombstone and I started shaking badly and my friend and I saw a black figure at the tombstone. I started shaking more, feeling like this figure wanted to hurt me, I felt so many waves of hatred and pain that I started crying. My friend and boyfriend wanted to stay (my boyfriend did because he couldn't see anything), but I had to get out because I just didn't feel sheltered. Once I got home, it took me an hour to stop shaking. I hadn't seen a ghost in years, so it was really scary for me, especially since it was a ghost with a grudge.
I have only had one experience with an “angry spirit” and that was when I was 9 or 10 years ancient. Me and an ancient friend of mine were looking for things to decorate the clubhouse we had in this tree line. We came across a pile of cement boards and found rusty cans and other items nearby and in the rocks. She left, but I saw that can in that hole in the pile of rocks. There was nothing bigger than a can, but when I reached out with my black hand, a charred hand grabbed my wrist. My wrist felt like it was on fire, like it was going to burn, and I just started screaming. I tried to reach out, but I couldn't. When I finally released it, a black handprint appeared on my wrist. I turned around and started screaming at my friend, but when she came back, the handprint was gone.
Only my friend, who also saw a ghost during the first meeting, believes me. Nobody believes me about the latter. I hope someone does it.
