One day I was at my grandma’s funeral. We went to the cemetery to bury her soul. We was in North Carolina with my family members. My mother and farther and aunties and uncles and cousins were all walking along. We heard like hums and sounds of voices like confusions and arguments like angry family members arguing and debating back and forth.
As we split up me, my mother and farther, and some strange man was with us. The cemetery we were at had already been having warnings all over it. So my mama was walking and she looked light headed. She just kept having a long conversation with the strange man. He was flirting with her and touching on her. She was telling him, “I’m married and there’s my husband and my daughter.” He just wouldn’t care. She told him to leave and go away. She got more affectionate so a lady came out. We didn’t know where she came from. She looked at my mother and said, “what are you doing with my husband?” and knocked her down. Then she flew to a tree and they both disappeared and never came back.
We helped my mom and she woke up and said, “I had a terrible dream.” We never told her it was true not until this day. The lady and man were dressed in some unusual clothes like an island person would wear. To this day my mom has bad dreams.
One day I came into her room hearing some loud noises. I saw her out the bed straight flat above the bed like someone was raising her up with all their might. I screamed and she fell down. It was very terrifying and this is a very true story. Now every time she looks into the mirror she sees the old lady’s complexion. Now that the spirits jumped on us and followed us home things have been different
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