Grandfatherly Ghosts

Grandfatherly Ghosts

I'll never forget the first time that I had an experience with a ghost. The first experience was in Brooklyn, NY. I had to have been about 4 or 5 years old when my maternal grandfather died from diabetes. I really didn't understand what dying was so I thought that he would be back, that he was going on a trip.

Needless to say, that wasn't the case and I never got to really say good-bye. It had to be around 3 days after he died, me my Mom and my sister who was 2 years old at the time, were coming back from my
grandmothers house and I saw my grandfather who died just a few days before sitting on our front steps, with a big smile on his face waving to me.

I, of course, got really excited and began waving. My mother looked at me and said, "Who are you waving to?" and I began screaming, "Papa! Papa!" I ran to my house to give him a hug, and when I got there, he was gone and I wanted to cry.

My Mom looked at me like I had 10 heads and she said that papa was dead. All I could do was say, "But I saw him. He was sitting right
here!!" After about 5 times of saying that, my Mom saw how serious I was, she became teary eyed and said that it was his way of saying good-bye to me.

Another time was when I was in the 6th grade, my paternal grandfather had died from lung cancer. About 2 years later we were in New
Jersey and my parents, my grandmother and her friend had gone food shopping and they were gone for a while.

Me and my sister were the only ones in the house. Now for some reason, each door makes its own should so I know the difference between the front and garage door coming in to the house. So it had to have been 1:30pm, and my parents were gone for almost an hour and a half, when I hear the front door open and close.

Now my sister is in a room that has a little rec room and the kitchen connected together. I think that its my parents and grandmother back from shopping so I got to help. I get into the living room and no one is there. I go to where the garage door is and nothing.

I look at my sister and asked her if she went out side or opened the front door. She looked at me like I was crazy and said no. Now normally I would say ok I'm hearing things but it happened again, about 5
minutes after the first time. My parents didn't come back until about 2pm.

After my heart stopped racing, I figured that it was my grandfather making sure that me and my sister were ok.

Still in New Jersey but at another time I saw a ghost (was about
4 months ago). I was staying at my grandmothers house for Easter weekend with my family, and me and my sister were sleeping in my grandmothers room.

It had to have been around 12 in the morning, I wasn't tired so I turned on the TV. That's when I saw it. I didn't feel cold but I did feel as if someone was in the room watching me. I sat up but didn't see anything. So I laid back down and go that feeling again. My grandfather has been dead since I was 11 years old, at the time this happened I was 19 years old and I saw him walk by the side of the bed my sister was sleeping on.

I jumped up, looked around the room and saw nothing. I thought that I was seeing things but I saw him do the same thing again. This time I was freaked so I sat up and turned on the lights. Now its about 12:30am and I hear the front door open and close, I hear footsteps walk thought the living room and I hear my grandmothers dog walking across the kitchen floor. I should also tell you that the dog was put to sleep when I was 13 years old. Then it became quiet.

My sister woke up about 15 minutes later to use the bathroom. About 5 minutes later, she comes running in the bedroom, jumps in the bed
and pulls the cover over her head. She tells me later on that day that she heard the same thing I did 15 min before she woke up.

Brooklyn, NY - My uncle died in March of last year. It was really hard to deal with. Because he was only in his early 60's, plus his youngest son was getting married in less then 3 months. Even though he has been dead for a little over a year, lately it feels like he's in my house.
The first person to see him in the house was my sister. She was sitting on the couch and I was sitting on the love seat w/ my boyfriend at the time. She kept jerking her head toward the bathroom. After the third time that she did that I said, "Ok, what do you see?" Her face went white and she said, "Uncle Junior". I thought nothing of it because I was use to hearing stuff like that but she looked scared out of her mind. I told her not to worry, that he wouldn't hurt any of us.

Now my boyfriend at the time, seemed a little edgy. I told him to relax that nothing would happen. About 2 months ago, I would see something walk back and forth in my hallway. When I would go to look I of course saw nothing. I would see something by my front door looking from behind one of the walls; I would look in that direction, again I see nothing. I would see something stand by the bathroom, a white figure, from the corner of my eye but when I would look at that direction nothing.

Now these last 2 stories don't have anything to do with my grandfathers but I thought that they were a little weird. About 1 yr. ago, my family and I were at my aunts house in New Jersey for my cousins graduation
party. It was about 3pm and I was out front watching my cousins and my
sister goof around. Then my aunt called my 11 yr. old cousin into the house for something, and when she opened the screen door to go in I saw a pale little boy standing in the middle of the floor.

I got up from where I was sitting and walked toward the door. As I go to step in the house, the little boy smiled and waved at me, then disappeared.

That following winter, I was hanging out with a friend of mine in Brooklyn, NY and she wanted to stop and see her other friend who was really sick. So we go to her house and she's standing by her door talking to my friend. Out of nowhere, I see this muscular guy very slowly walk from one end of the house to the other. It was a very dark gray figure, no face, almost transparent but not quite.

I asked the girl if anyone was in the house and she said her mom and sister. Then I asked her if there were any guys in the house and she said no. She asked me why and I told her I saw a dark figure walk around in the house and that it had the body of a really big guy. The
funny thing is, after I told her what I saw, she didn't seem all that
surprised.

Most of my experiences have never really had any "cold spots". Just the
feeling of something/someone watching me, and a lot of unexplained noises, seeing something but then it being gone. I use to think that ghosts were just a bunch of crap but that was until I had my own experience. So for those who say that ghosts aren't real or think that it's just all in your head..........just wait until it happens to you. Then you'll believe.
Heather

~ Anonymous

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