Sleeping with the Dead

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Story type: Ghost
Location: Spartanburg, SC
Source: Form Submission

Do you ever wonder what happens to those that passed away in there sleep. Whether or not they know they have passed on or not. Well this story was told to me by my Grandma when I was just a little kid. I didn't want to be leave it, but the way she told it, and the look in her eyes told me that she was not lying.

She told me that her and her husband were married when she was just seventeen years old, and because she was so young he had to get a job to support her, and her unborn child, which was my father. He took a job as a truck washer at the locale truck stop in town were he got to know a lot of the truckers, and were he first learned to drive one of those big trucks. By the time my grandma was nineteen she had already given birth to my father, and her husband had started his job as a truck driver working odd hours through out the night. They had just enough money to go out and by a one bed room house. Her mother gave her this old iron framed bed for a marriage present.

Well the years went own and they feel in love more and more. He was getting more jobs, and driving further away from home, but every night he would come home late at night and lay down beside his beautiful wife kiss her on the cheek, and hold her until he fell asleep. this went own for years. Then on this bad night he was out doing a delivery to a chemical plant, a car pulled out in front of him causing him to slam on his breaks and fly off the bridge that he was going over.

Late that night my grandma was lying in bed, when she felt the warm hands of her husband go around her, and him kiss her on the cheek, she rolled over and asked him how he got home so early, he told her not to worry, that everything was fine, and that he loved her, and to go back to sleep. So she feel back to sleep. The next morning my grandma got a call from the police. Her husband had been killed in a trucking accident last night. She said that was crazy she just saw him lying in the bed just two minutes ago. She walked into the bed room and there was nothing there but a body print of were someone had been.

My grandma told me that from that night own when she would sleep in that bed she could feel him put his arms around her, and kiss her good night. She finally sold the bed and moved on with her life, and he should move on too.