This is something that happened to me just last night.
I was really cold and my dad asked me if I wanted to sleep with him. So I did. It was three thirty in the morning when I noticed that my dad was not in bed. So I started calling him.
That’s when I noticed he was at the coffee table talking to someone, but no one was there. I started calling his name, but he didn’t answer, and he wasn’t on the phone. He was looking straight in front of him, and when he said “Grandma Cookie” I got really scared.
“Grandma Cookie”, was our great grandma, and our dad’s grandma. She had died eleven months ago. Then he started saying stuff like, “Yes,the girlies are growing up fine” and “Say hi to grandpa for me”, who had also died, but he had died five years ago. Then he said ,”I love you,good-bye.”
Then he started sobbing. I asked him what was wrong and all he said was,”I was talking to your great grandma. I wish I could stop seeing dead people. “Then we both started sobbing. I am twelve, going on thirteen, so if you put this story on this website, I would be grateful. There might be more stories coming. So get ready to read!
Submitted by Rebecca Woodson Copyright 2007
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