Submitted to us by Yannira
Well, this is a story of my little brother who passed away when I was a year old. You see, my brother had heart problems as a baby and he only lived to be three months old.
I was born July 17 1994 and he was born July 19 1995 so we weren’t very far apart. Of course I was a year old when he passed away but my parents said that we were very close before he died.
When I was three I ended up with a new baby sister and a little after she was born my mom said that I was in our living room and I had a glass of water on the table where I was coloring. She was in the other room with my new born sister. Anyway, she started hearing me talk and since it was only the three of us she got a little freaked out so she went to go check on me.
She asked me who I was arguing with and I said my brother. She ran back into the other room and called my dad. My dad told her to ask me what he wanted. She asked me and I said, “He wants my water! He wants to drink my water!”
My mom then put another glass of water next to mine and went back into the other room. When she didn’t here me talking she came to see if he was still there. I told her that he left, that all he wanted was a glass of water and my mom asked where the glass was. I said he took it with him.
She looked and looked but she never found the cup. They say that babies and animals can see what regular people cant, but what do you think?