I used to attend Berry College in Rome GA. That place is FULL of ghosts and I have a ton of stories from there.
Some short ones:
From time to time I smell my grandmothers powder (she's been dead since I was 10) in the most peculiar places, digging in the dirt, areas where there are no fragrances.
Caught my cat sitting on the stairs directly below a photo of one of my fav uncles. He sat there a good 5 minutes. Cocking his head back and forth like someone was talking to him...then he shot up the stairs into my bedroom.
A few days after the above mentioned Uncle passed, I had a dream. I was at a party talking with someone- I was sitting, they were standing but all around us were clouds. I look over my left shoulder to see a very formidable man walking toward me. Each time I look over my shoulder, he's closer. Very strong, tall, broad shouldered looking man. The last time I look, I am looking into his mid section, I look up to his face which is still blurry. He takes my hand, bends down and smiles. It's my uncle and says "I just wanted you to know I'm ok" winks at me, turns around and walks into the clouds.
Side note: My uncle had lost his leg as a child- but no crutches in the dream.