Following on from the slightly weird theme I started with my Time Travel blog I thought I would share a spooky tale and we are talking spooky with a capital SPOOK……. Cue ‘The Twilight Zone’ music…. do du do du do du do du…… it’s not the same when I write it down so we’ll use Scooby Doo instead…. Scooby dooby doo do, where are you? we’ve got some work to do now…..
I’ll blatantly steal the beginning of ‘A Christmas Carol’ by Dickens (I can…… its out of copyright) My Grandma was dead to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that.
She died not quite twelve months before I was born.
When I was about three or four and able to string almost coherent sentences together, my mum had a vivid dream that my Grandma had come in to my mum and dads bedroom wearing her favourite pink coat. My Mum in her dream asked…. ‘What are you doing here Mam?’ to which my Grandma replied…. I’ve come to see him, I’ve never seen him…..’ with that she left the room and headed off down the landing towards my room.
My mum was woken up minutes later by me crying….. the conversation went something like this….
Mum: What’s the matter?
Me: There was a lady sitting on my bed.
Mum: What was she wearing?
I bet you can guess my answer…….
Told you it was spooky and true….. But it gets even stranger…
A few days later my mum and dad were out in the front garden when a friend of my Grandma’s walked past ‘Oh hello’, she said to my mum. ‘I dreamt about your mam the other night, she said she had come to see if I was all right….’
It gets better…. a few weeks later the friend died..
I’ve spoke to my mum recently about it, and asked her what her opinion was about the nights events and….. she hasn’t got a clue.
Can you beat that for a true ghost story out there? share it in the comments if you can….
Note: The picture isn’t mine, I did see and photograph the official cartoon network Mystery Machine once but can’t find a copy of it so….
Picture credit – Ryan Forsythe (flickr)