I have had a few supernatural experiences in my 16 years
of life. Some times the things that happen are nice and
make me feel loved and special to me, whilst others are
terrifying and creepy.
This particular story is a nice one, because it concerns my
grandad and when he visited my boyfriend and I.
The wind was howling and rattling the windows. I pulled the
cover further over my head as I hated storms. My boyfriend
Kevin tried to comfort me because I was so close to peeing
my pants as the lightning struck and the lights went out.
Kev went to go see if the trip switch had gone again as it
had so many times before, so I stayed alone in the dark
with the storm for company.
I was still feeling frightened until I felt someone touch
my shoulder and give it a reassuring squeeze. Thinking it
was Kev, I turned round to ask him if he had found the
problem. Only he wasn't there. No one was there. At all.
Feeling freaked, I flung myself under the cover (again) and
started shaking. I started to panic as I felt the end of
the sofa go down as if someone was sitting on it. I asked
who it was, and there was no reply. I gathered all my
strength and courage and flung the quilt off me. My
boyfriend was standing in the doorway with his jaw on the
floor and pointing right at the end of the sofa. I looked
myself and there sat something that looked remotely like my
dead granddad. I suddenly didn't feel scared. I knew that
it was my granddad who had given me that reassuring squeeze.
Anyway my granddad looked at me, gave me a little wink and
said that he would always be watching ad be with me and
gave me the little nod that means I've chosen well.
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