About six years ago my parents and I moved into my
grandmother's house to help take care of her. She was in
her 90's and failing.
My Grandmother's mind was also slowly getting worse and she
had a habit of placing things in odd places. Like putting
spoons in her night stand or toilet paper rolls behind the
sofa. Odd things like that.
Maybe a month after she passed away, Still living in the
house the occasional walking upstairs would rattle us a
little. But a kind of cute incident did happen.
My mom was into putting jigsaw puzzles together. She use a
table in a back room in the cellar.
When she was almost finished with one we notice two pieces
were missing. We both searched everywhere for then but
could not find them.
She began work on another puzzle. Now mind you my mother
has vacuumed and polished the wooded railing that divided
the room (a wood like frame with square carved designs)
My mother my aunt and myself were back there chatting and
helping her with this puzzle.
I looked down and saw two puzzle pieces sitting in one of
the square cut outs. I said to my mom "see when your not
careful" assuming the pieces were from the one she was
working on I picked then up and handed then to her.
They were not the pieces to the puzzle in front of her but
to the one she put aside with the missing two pieces.
Not much of a ghost story but I wouldn't put anything past
my grandmother. Dead or alive!
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