Grandmom

From: Amy (Cutiepieone@comcast.net)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Philadelphia
Source: Form Submission

I was very close to my Grandmom even though she died when I was 8 years old. My mother and I lived with her and my Grandfather untill my mom married my step-dad. After her death weird things started to happen to the people that lived with her. My Grandmom always left dresser drawers and kitchen cabinets open when she was alive. This con't after her death. You would walk into the kitchen and a cabinet door was open and you were the only one there and you didn't do it!

I loved the smell of my Grandmom (everyone has there own unique smell). I always told her when I was little that she smelled like spring time and that it reminded me of the color yellow (I know, but I was like 5 at the time). When I was in the 6th grade i went to sleep praying to my grandmom as I always did and when I woke up my whole entire bedroom smelled like her. Later when I was in High School I told one of the nuns and she told me that her spirit ran through my room to tell me she was ok. I felt so touched even years after. She still loved me!

I went to the cemetery to visit her grave when I was 25 and it was so strange every time I told her that I loved her m car alarm beeped. It just went beep beep beep as if someone tapped the bumper. My cousin was with me and she couldn't believe it she told me to do it again. The alarm did it again. She still loves me:).

My mother had seen her and that was strange. You see my parents bought a house and fixed it up before we moved in and my grandmom died before seeing it finished. My mother laid down after I left for school and woke to some walking in the dinning room. She couldn't open her eyes untill she felt a hand on her shoulder, it was my grandmom with a yellow ribbon tied around her left arm. She blinked and she was gone. Later that night at the dinner table she told me and my stepfather and I said that we all had to pray for her because she was in purgatory (when your stuck b/w heaven and hell, limbo) and she needed prayers to get into heaven. That was when I was 9 yrs old and I pray to her every night. I'm 26, I hope she's in heaven by now.