GrandMother Came Back….

16 December 2019 | Haunted houses, Your Stories, Your True Encounters

My grandmother was very sick for a long time. I remember her talking about how she was ready to die, not in a depressed way, just in a way that she had come to terms with her illness and was tired of being miserable. She used to tell me she would come back and haunt me if I wasn’t nice to her. I remember joking with her about this on multiple occasions. She really had made peace with this life. In 2008 she started to get worse, her last hospital visit, in March, we thought we were going to lose her. She talked about the man in the corner that wore a black trench coat and hat. She isn’t the only person I have heard talk about this man when they are close to death either. She also talked to us about how her mother had come to visit her, her mother died before I was born. She made it and came home.

In October she passed away, in my parents home. That was my younger sisters room at the time. A few years passes, maybe 4, I am at my parents doing laundry. I walked into my sisters room to put a basket of her laundry on the bed, I immediately froze. I knew my grandma was in that room with me. I could feel her. Just like if she were physically there. I didn’t know how to react. I just sat down the basket, backed out of the room and told my boyfriend that we needed to go home right them. I didn’t say anything about this for a long time, then one day I was talking to my sister and told her about my experience with Grandma visiting me. She looked at me and simply said “well yeah, why do you think I stayed in that room? she came all the time”

Flash forward to a few months ago. so about 6 years after my experience. I was house sitting for my parents. Everything had been completely fine, my children and I went to sleep in my sisters old bedroom since the bed was big enough for all of us. Sometime in the middle of the night I am woken up because someone sat on the bed right next to me….but no one was there. I tried to reason that it was my parents dog, but he is an older great dane…there is no way he would have been able to run off quickly or gracefully enough for me not to notice him and he was sound asleep in front of the open bedroom door.

I am currently staying with my parents while I look for a new house. In that same bedroom. Nothing has happened so far.

Submitted by Rachel to Weird Darkness and My Haunted Life Too

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