In November of 2010 I lost one of the best persons I ever met in my life, my grandfather, I was truly sorry for him as well as my family and his friends. But it was then that things started happening…
3 months after his death me and my friends started going to the secnd floor of my house where my uncle used to live. One day we heard a noise from the stairs and everyone of us started hiding his cigarettes because some of my buddies are smoking (we are 15 years old you see) and so when we opened the door we saw nothing but dark in the stairs, then one hour later when I and 2 of my buddies were left we heard a voice and it was like choking to death or something I can’t explain it, we heard it a little and my friends were wondering what it was… I said “it’s my grandfather” in a sad way… anyway we still kept hearing these for some months and then it all stopped.
Next thing happened at summer, I was outside on the balcony playing with my dog Freddy, suddenly he turned to the window and sat down, I didn’t knew what had caught his mind up, I went to see what was on the window that caught his mind up, it was my grandfather sitting on the sofa and just doing nothing… he was just sitting, then I went to the other side to open the door and I found nothing but an empty sofa…
That was all I have seen and heard since his death, I don’t know if you guys believe me or not but this is what I saw with my own eyes, but my grandmother said to me once… “after somebody is dead if you think of him too much you might be able to see him” and that is what happened to me, my grandmother still see’s him sometimes.
Anyways believe it or not if you want to, I don’t care, I wrote what I saw.
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