GUAM SPIRIT EXPERIENCES

My ghost story begins on the island of Guam, during my time serving in the US Navy. I was a parachute rigger, and in the air squadron VQ-1. One day while form fitting an air crewman with a new helmet down in the hanger storage room, there's a certain spot in that room that just chills ya to your bones....mind you, it's not a cold room at all, just in that particular area. So now, getting to me for just a bit.... A few years prior to me getting orders to Guam, I began to become interested in meditation and candle reading....I've always been interested in the spiritual and paranormal since childhood, seems like ever since I saw my first ghost. The ghost turned out to be my dead grandma. That's a whole other story that happened years ago when I was just 4 years old....So, getting back to Guam... One evening I was in the barracks relaxing and meditating. I began to read my candles. While in my state of meditation a spirit came into my vision....it was a younger man, he was dressed in blue jean pants, wearing a white tee shirt and black shoes, and I could see that his face was blue in color....he came into my vision and sat down across from me....this seemed to go on close to every time I would meditate and read my candles. As time went on, I tried to communicate with him, to find out who he was, what he wanted and why he is still here. I could hear him when he spoke, but couldn't make out what he was saying.....The spirit eventually began coming into my dreams while I slept. I would be awakened from my sleep with him standing next to my bunk screaming and yelling down at me. He sounded like a cassette tape being played on fast forward. I confided in a good friend of mine, and let him in on what was going on. My friend replied to me; "About a month before you arrived to the squadron there was a sailor that hung himself, and yes, it was in the hanger storage room". I was also told that my chief was the one that had found him hanging in the storage room when he went to go in and get some supplies. Apparently the guy had marital troubles, his wife had been cheating on him, she took the children and split. The guy was so depressed he hung himself.....here's the kicker....that cold area in the storage room....just above is the water sprinkler system pipe.....My chief said the water pipe was what he hung himself from.... that alone about blew my mind. Because, whenever I'd ever been in that room, I always felt that coldness and heavy air just underneath that area of the water pipe. But now, here's another kicker. The guy that kept coming into my meditations..... that was him... I had found out later from my chief, when he found the guy dead hanging in the storage room he was wearing a pair of black working boots, a white tee shirt and blue dungaree jeans. Kinda like the spirit that kept coming into my meditations/dreams. Also, because the guy hung himself his face was blue. Now, here's the real kicker....The sailor that hung himself, his room in the barracks was the same room I was now in, also I now slept in the same bunk he had slept in. How's that for a ghost story...? My chief told me the sailor’s name. I still remember the sailor and his name, but I can't and won't tell ya. I did try to help the sailor find closure, and to move on. I don't think he wanted to go. He seemed too involved in his own demise. After all of that excitement I quit meditating and reading my candles.