MYour grandfather died just before I was born and he couldn't wait for my birth, he died 3 days earlier. A long time ago, when my mother had a roommate, she was at work one day and her roommate, Julie, was sitting on the couch watching TV. She heard noises in my mom's bathroom and thought my mom was home, so Julie screamed across the house at my mom to stop making such a noise and everything stopped. An hour later, Julie fell asleep on the couch, and after an hour of sleep, she was woken up by noises in the bathroom. She ignored it and started watching TV again. She saw something witty and called my mom, but she didn't answer, so she got mad. 5 minutes later my mom came in the door and Julie started yelling at her. She said, “Kim, why were you making such a noise in your bathroom? And why didn't you answer when I called you?” Mom said she was at work all day. Julie was very scared and told my mother what happened. My mom didn't know, so they shook it off. It was my grandfather, I'm sure.
I saw him. Yesterday I was home alone, in the kitchen, singing a Disney Channel song at the top of my lungs, and I looked at my bedroom door and saw him. My grandfather had a gray… blackish appearance. I got scared and immediately called my friend Courtney. I told her what happened and all she said was “wow” but I forgot about it. Every time Courtney is at my house, he comes out and we both see him and say “MP”. It's a slogan that means “I see a ghost.”
Do you think he's trying to tell me something? I miss him even though I never knew him.
<3 Beka
