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This ghost story is rated Mature by its author, and contains material meant for readers 18+
This ghost story is rated Mature by its author, and contains material meant for readers 18+
Watching over me
I could always sense when there's spirits around. This is my story.
I could always sense when there's spirits around. Not see them, just know they're here. Well, one night I was staying at my grandparents home and had just been tucked in to bed, grandma turned off the light and closed the door. As she left , she turned on the hall light so it wasn't dark in case I had to use the bathroom. As I laid there, I heard footsteps from the hall. It was an old house so creaky floors were normal. I assumed is was my grandparents, except I could hear them laughing downstairs. Then, at the foot of my bed I saw a man standing there. He was wearing a suit from the 1940's and was carrying a man's fedora. For a moment I was frightened, but he walked to my side, smoothed my covers over me, gently brushed my hair from my eyes and smiled. Then he just disappeared. The next day I told my grandma about my experience. I described the man and suddenly she teared up. She told me that that was her father just making sure I was tucked in, just like he used to do to her when she was young.
© Rlcasella125 - 07-15-18
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that is so nice did you ask about his name maybe you can talk on a spirit board nex time you go to your grandparents
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