Last week, my beloved brother Andrew passed away due to severe injury from a car accident. And this has happened just recently.
I was lying on my stomach and watching T.V, thinking about Andrew when I felt a part of the bed sink down as if someone sat on it. Andrew used to surprise me often by suddenly popping out of corners and jumping on my bed, and as I turned back to look, I got the smell of his perfume. I smiled and said softly “Andrew..” And I saw a glimpse of his face and then everything turned normal.
I love my brother and always will, and I know that he’s keeping a watch on us.
PS- Sorry for the short story, but I had nothing else to describe or post.
Sent in by Hailey Grace, Copyright 2011