I don’t know how scary you’ll think this story is, but for us who experienced it, it was extremely creepy.
My family and I were In the Bahamas when we got a call that our grandfather passed away. We were all devastated, especially my brother because he and my grandfather were best friends.
My brother had lost his cell phone only a few weeks earlier and coincidentally found it on the day of the wake. My grandfather as well as my brother loved electronics so my brother decided to put his pfone in my grandfathers casket.
A few weeks after, my family was emptying my grandmothers house because she was moving in to my house around the corner. Myself, my brother, and my four cousins had all gathered around each other because we were filming a short film. Its what we do for fun.
My brother got a call on his brand new cell phone, only to discover that the caller id said Matt. Matt was my brothers name so therefore how could he be calling himself? A little frightened, my brother ignored the call and let it go to voicemail. The caller had left a voicemail. My brother put his fone on speaker and let us listen to the message on the voicemail. We could hardly make out the voices, but suddenly realized it was us on the voicemail… having a conversation. The conversation was one we had in our grandmothers house the night before.
This was a long time ago before recording had even come out on phones so it couldn’t have been my brothers phone recording us. That night my grandfather came to me in a dream and he was in disguise but I knew it was him. He said with a sly grin I am watching you. Then we knew that the call was merely proof our grandfather was watching us from beyond.
Submitted by Bob