December 8, 2004
Grandmother's Shadow?
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Jake, Toronto, Ontario, Canada, March 2003,
info@ghostvillage.com
This is the one time that I actually saw a ghost. My grandmother
was a medium and my family is always having things happen to them. I
have had strange things happen, but I have never seen a ghost. Little
did I know that was all about to change.
I live in a two bedroom apartment with my mom and brother. One room
is mine and the other my mom's. My brother likes sleeping in the living
room (I don't know why). One night he had to get up for work when I
didn't so I said he could sleep in my room. I stayed up watching TV and
tried to crash in the living room but I did not feel comfortable, so I
went and crashed in my mom's bed. My mom is pretty small, so she doesn't
take up a lot of room in the queen-size bed. I slowly fell asleep.
The position of the bad was this: entering the room, the head board
is against the left-side. To get around to the door, my mom would have
to walk around the bottom of the bed, on the right wall, then past me
and out the door. Well, I was falling asleep and for some reason I
started thinking about shadow people, and what it would be like to
actually see one walking in front of me right then. I do not know why I
was doing that! I started to doze off and I felt a cold feeling on my
left knee -- seeing as I was laying on my right side I thought it was
not covered by my blanket. So I felt it and it was under my blanket, but
my knee itself was cold -- like the inside of my knee was cold. I
thought of people feeling cold spots when in a haunted place. Well it
went away, and I finally fell asleep.
Later, I was poked in the back and turned to tell my mom to quit
moving, but she was nowhere near me! I dozed off again and while in a
semi-conscious dream, I was awakened, but in a very strange way. It felt
like I was awakened by a vibration that slowly grew in intensity until I
actually popped into reality. It felt like the bed was being shook, but
at such a high rate that no persons hand could match this speed. I was
awake but still crusty-eyed and a little in and out. I flipped to my
back and in doing so noticed that my mom was sitting at the end of the
bed, because I could feel the weight of her. She gets up to use the
bathroom at night and I flopped onto my right side again, content with
this reasoning. Just then, something in my head said,
look and see if mom is still in bed. So I swung my head fast
all the way left and saw my mom curled up, back facing me, hugging a
pillow fast asleep! I thought
If mom is right there, then who the hell is that! As I looked
at the end of the bed, I was hoping it would be gone, but it wasn't.
There, sitting on the end of the bed looking straight at me, was a
woman. I couldn't see any face, just darkness outlined by white light.
Not glowing, but defining white light. It was a white figure (I could
make out hair and a female form) that I was actually seeing with my
eyes! And I could tell she was seeing me with her's. The thought of this
scared me to no end. Not that I could see it, but that this being was
looking at me and had thoughts about what it sees. I was freaked! I
always said if I saw a ghost I would play it cool, but I flipped. I
started yelling like a 6 year-old girl! I grabbed my pillow, held it in
front of me to block my view, and smacked my mom with my left arm
saying, "Can you see her? Can you see her?" My poor mom, what a way to
be woken up! Interestingly, while I was holding up the pillow I was
moving, so the pillow was swaying around and I would still see the form
while I was freaking out. That, I found to be quite substantial because
at that point I was very much awake, and it was still there! plain as
day. So I ended up hiding my face until my mom asked what I was talking
about, I said, "Is it still there?" And she said, "No." I put the pillow
down, took a huge breath, and sighed.
Then I started to explain what happened. Now that I reflect, she
looked a lot like my Grandmother. My heart was beating so fast let me
tell you!
