Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

My sister, Brenda, died suddenly on November 9, 2007, from a blood clot that came from emergency surgery. I had been taking care of her (we lived together) and changing her bandages. We had gone to the doctor the day before she died, and he said he thought she was healing fine and had removed the surgical staples. The next morning I found her dead on her bedroom floor. She was 50 years old when she died and it was the hardest thing I every had to face in my entire life.

I cried every day for several months, until I thought my heart would break. Then one morning I had one of the most emotionally vivid and realistic dreams I ever had in my life. In the dream I had gone to my sister’s room and when I opened the door, she was there lying on her back on her bed. I was absolutely stunned and could not believe my eyes, because in this dream I was fully aware of the fact that she had died. She did not look at me when I opened her door, instead she was looking up at the ceiling and had a very puzzled look on her face, as if she was trying to recall a dream or maybe she was trying to determine how she came to be back in her room.

I was so stunned that I could not speak at first, but that was soon replaced with overwhelming joy and I said, “Oh! You’re back!” Then I hurried over to the side of the bed and looked down at her, but she still did not say anything or even looked at me, even when I sat down on the bed beside her. She still had such a confused look on her face and I thought that perhaps I should try to help her remember. So, I began telling her all about the day she died and how I pleaded with her not to leave me, but it was useless; even the paramedics knew there was no chance of reviving her.

Then all of a sudden I stopped, because I realized I was wasting time and I had so many questions rushing into my mind. So, I asked her if she remembered what she saw when she died. She said, “Roses, lots and lots of roses.” I was surprised, because I guess I expected her to say one of the many things I had heard that others have said, like “A bright light in a tunnel” or “Loved ones calling to them.” So, I repeated, “Roses?” to which she replied, “And lots of other flowers too.” I suddenly felt very impatient because that was not what I wanted to hear, so I asked, “What about Mom? Did you see Mom?” My sister, who was still looking up at the ceiling, replied, “Yes, Mom was there.” I felt this excited exhilaration and hurriedly asked, “What about Grandma – did you see her?” She softly replied, “Yes, she was there — everyone was there.”

I had not felt so much pure joy in a very long time and was silent for a moment. Then I began wondering if pets were allowed in heaven, because my sister loved dogs and I had to have her 15 year old dog put to sleep a couple of weeks after she died. The poor old dog had gotten to where she could not stand up on her own and the Vet told me it would only get worse. It was so hard to do, because I knew how much Brenda loved that dog. She even told me one time that if she should die, and Muffin was dead, to dig the dog up and bury her with her. Well, I could not do that, so I had put a picture of Muffin in her coffin. The Vet asked how I wanted to dispose of the dog’s body and had mentioned cremation. Suddenly, an idea came to mind, as I told the Vet to cremate the body and I would spread them over my sister’s grave. When I got the ashes, my other sister and I went to the cemetery and pulled up part of the newly laid sod, dug a hole and put the ashes in it. In my dream, I told Brenda about putting Muffin to sleep and asked her, “Was Muffin there with you too?” Still looking up at the ceiling, she said, “Yes, Muffin was there, and lots of other dogs and other animals too.” This made me even happier to know that Brenda had been with everyone we loved and even had her old dog. I was happy because I felt Heaven was complete for her.

After this, I suddenly found myself back in my bedroom and I was getting dressed. I still remember the overwhelming joy I felt in this dream to know my sister was back and remember thinking that this old house won’t be so lonely any more. I hurried back across the house to her bedroom, but when I opened the door this time, she was no longer in her bed and was sitting in a chair across from the bed. She looked at me for the first time, but had this far off look in her eyes. I had a feeling of dread come over me, because I knew it was not meant for her to stay with me, so I asked, “How long can you stay with me?” She looked at me and said, “I have to go back now.” Then she slowly faded into a white mist and was gone.

I woke up from my dream, which was so realistic and had been filled with very strong emotions, and rushed to her room. She wasn’t there of course, but instead of feeling like I had lost her all over again, I felt comforted knowing she was in a beautiful place with all those she loved, even her old dog. I also felt that she had felt my terrible grief and had come to help me, which would be just like her if it was possible. It is a dream I will never forget.

Sent in by Belinda, Copyright 2010 TrueGhostTales.com