My Great-Grandmamma's Seeing

Anonymous, England
January 2010

I heard this story from my dear great grandmamma.

It was a few months after my granddad Harry died. My great grandmamma was sitting on her couch with her dog Mistie watching TV when something unimaginable happened.

She said, "I felt a sudden chill down my spine when I heard a blissful sound call my name so I stood up only for the sound to get closer.
��?Angela, Angela' it called.
�I looked in the mirror to find my beloved son Harry standing behind me, smiling. A cold withered tear
Rolled down my cheek. I turned round to see nothing there, but that wasn�t the last time I saw him."

It was only a couple of days later when we went down the cemetery and laid some rose flowers by his grave (he was cremated) only for her to see my granddad�s face blossom within the roses. She hasn�t seen him since but her dog sadly passed away not too long after.

Anonymous, England
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