The Day She Died

Name:            
Email:           
Location:        Australia
Anonymous:       No
Type:            Ghost
Date:            Tuesday, September 28, 1999
Time:            09:31 PM

Well I should start this where it first began. I was born on the same day as my nan's birthday and all my life she told me that I was her favorite birthday present. When I was 7 she gave me a present right out of the blue. It was a beautiful silver ring which I wore ever since that was until the day she died.

It was a rainy afternoon and my nan had been sick for a few weeks. While we were driving home from the hospital and all of a sudden the ring that I had worn for so many years just broke in two.

That night we found out that my nan had died that afternoon at the exact time that my ring broke. Then for the next week I could smell her perfume in my room at night as I went to sleep.

To finish it off one month after she died on my birthday there was a figure sitting in a chair in the corner of my room as I went to sleep. The weird thing is that the only person who sat on that chair was my nan.