The story I am about to share with you all happened some 5 years back. So it is actually better to refer to it as a true “Experience” rather than a “Story”.
Ever since I was a child, I was scared of the dark and always found excuses to spend the night with my parents. However, the solution to my problem became easier when my granny moved in with us. I used to sleep with her and she had the richest stock of fairytales. Every night after I fell asleep, she used to turn the lights out(since I vehemently opposed to sleep in the dark). Also, she used to wake up a number of times at night just to check on me, i.e, whether I have the blankets on, whether the heating is working or not and so on and so forth. She used to wake me up at the break of dawn and we two were the earliest risers among the other family members (my mom and dad). Things were going fine until one fine morning my granny complained of some minor chest discomforts. We insisted on taking her to a doctor. But she assured us that it’s only gas that’s been causing the discomfort. So I went to school and my parents being reassured by her of her good health, left granny alone at home and left for work. It’s my mom who picks me up after school and that day was no different. Mom picked me up right on time and together we went to dad’s office since he had a presentation that day where family members were invited. We spent the evening together and came back home after dusk. As we were ringing the door bell, I suddenly had an eerie feeling. I still don’t know what brought that feeling on but I was quite sure that something was terribly wrong. I looked at my parents and found them happily talking about how well the presentation went while we waited for granny to answer the door. But minutes passed by but no one came to open the door. My mom got tensed and after another 15 minutes of waiting, my dad decided to break in. So he called one of our neighbors and with his help, broke the door open. The TV was on, I could smell dinner in the oven, the dining area was well lit but nana was nowhere in sight.I saw my mom running frantically up the stairs and just moments later heard her scream. We rushed to see what happened and found nana lying on the floor-I instantly knew she was dead. Nonetheless, just to comfort my mom, we took her to a hospital where the doctors declared her dead. My nana was gone forever. She broke her promise of making me my wedding veil and left me forever.
It was after a month or so we went back to normal life. I was still scared of the dark but still managed to sleep alone in my room.It was exactly after a month of nana’s death that I was roused by someone from my sleep.I could feel the familiar touch of hand on my hair and back and was startled up from my sleep to find my nana standing near the head of my bed. Strangely, it seemed completely normal to me seeing her standing there at the dead of night. She smiled at me and gestured towards the open door of my room. I don’t know what she was gesturing to and kept looking at her until my eyes brimmed with tears.I closed my eyes. When I looked again, she was not there anymore.In the morning, I opened my nana’s secret closet just outside my door to find an unfinished wedding dress. I don’t know who was it for, but it was beautifully stitched and smelled of my nana’s hands.She was secretly making me a wedding dress years before I was going to get married. She came back to tell me that she kept her promise.
I never told this to anyone. I don’t want people to laugh at me. I know what I saw and I know what I saw was real. I don’t know whether my story qualifies as a ghost story or not. But it is indeed an experience that took away all my fears and made me this strong, brave little girl my nana always wanted me to be.
Sent in by Tazzy, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com