I experienced my first visit from an apparition when I was about eight years old. I was sleeping soundly when I became overwhelmed by the feeling that someone was watching me. I opened my eyes and looked to my bedroom doorway and that was where I found her. A tall, slender woman with hair in a bun standing in the doorway looking in on me. I had no fear at all and in fact, felt rather comforted and drifted back to sleep. I told my siblings about it and they just laughed it off telling me that it was a dream.
I saw her again several times during my adolescent and teen years. She almost always came to me when I was sleeping and never made contact. I would just find her watching over me like a dutiful parent. I was certain that she was an apparition because her form was flowing and light as though she were emitting her own light source in the darkness.
I was about 19 years old when I realized exactly who this woman was. My home had caught fire and all of my family’s belongings were placed in storage during the repairs. During this time, I developed the worse insomnia of my life. I even saw the doctor about it and was advised that it was probably stress brought on from my freshman year of college.
I was almost at my wits end when my father asked me to take a trip to the storage unit with him. I entered the unit and was instantly met with a feeling of peace and warmth. I looked to my left and discovered a large, framed portrait of my Great Grandmother and in that moment, I knew she was the one who had been visiting me. I don’t know why I didn’t make the connection sooner. This portrait had been hanging in my house since before I was born. I took the portrait out of storage and hung it above my bed and slept peacefully every night.
I have taken ownership of her now and have hung her portrait in every home that I’ve lived in. I believe that she checks in on my own children on occasion as I have witnessed them pointing and smiling at the nothingness in their bedroom doorways. She is the reason that I now write paranormal fiction and non-fiction. She is my guardian and my muse.
Sent in by Bonnie Taylor, Copyright 2011
I think it is your great grandmas ghost you saw! She wants you to accompany her!
it is nice your grandmother is watching over you.
That’s beautiful, Bonnie. How lovely to know that your Great-Grandma is watching over you and your children.
Nice story. You say you have siblings and when you told them, they laughed it off as a dream. So they were obviously not experiencing the same. I wonder why she chose you. Maybe she was with them too and they just didn’t notice like you.