Ghost story by Misty https://ghoststories.quora.com/Ghost-story-by-Misty
So I haven't told any of my friends about this but my father passed away recently and so did my husbands uncle. Well my dad was crematied and so was my husbands uncle. Well we have their ashes in our apartment and every night while me and my husband is asleep we hear people in our apartment and the door is locked so we start freaking out but when I'm in the living room and my husband is in the bathroom I see something go from the hallway to the kitchen so I yell for my husband and he said he's in the bathroom so I jump up and run to him and tell him what I just saw. He tells me that he seen it after my dad passed. Plus a few nights ago I was awake in the middle of the night and I saw my dad. He was talking to me about how he passed away. And before my husband woke up my dad said that he misses me and loves me and is so proud of the women I am today.
I miss him a lot my kids also miss him.
My youngest daughter sees him when I'm visiting her she looks at a corner of the room and stares and laughs at what is there and then I felt the room get cold and I felt something hugging me and kissing me on the forehead just like my dad did when he was alive.
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When I was 18 I had just returned from 2nd shift in a nursing home. I was in my bed and had to get up to go to the bathroom next to my room. As I got up and stood in front of the door there stood a man looking at me. He had on a light green shirt and tan pants. No shoes. It was his burial clothes.
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When I was about 11 years old me and my cousin slept over at our grandmother's place. She lived in an apartment on the 7th floor of an 8 floor building.
We slept on a large sofa in our grandmother's living room. Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up. Maybe I needed to use the bathroom. I don't remember.
Anyhow, as I was waking up I opened my eyes and my vision was quite clear because the curtains were open and the moon lit up the living room. When I looked up at the upper part of the sofa I saw a black cat starring at me with its big green eyes .
I still recall seeing those shiny green eyes glaring at me and then the black cat turned its head and glared at my cousin who was still sleeping.
Maybe I should make it clear that my grandmother did not have a cat. It is not possible that a cat slipped into her home from a neighboor’s apartment since every window was shut and she lived too high up for a cat to jump in from a lower cieling.
I panicked, shouted at my cousin to wake up. Then, just like that the cat was gone.
Maybe it was all in my mind, but I still so vividly at the age of 44 remember those malicious green eyes reflecting in the pale moon light, and that cat's black tale swinging back and forth .
This is a true story
Greetings from Cindy
Gothenburg, Sweden
When I was about 11 years old me and my cousin slept over at our grandmother's place. She lived in an apartment on the 7th floor of an 8 floor building.
We slept on a large sofa in our grandmother's living room. Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up. Maybe I needed to use the bathroom. I don't remember.
Anyhow, as I was waking up I opened my eyes and my vision was quite clear because the curtains were open and the moon lit up the living room. When I looked up at the upper part of the sofa I saw a black cat starring at me with its big green eyes .
I still recall seeing those shiny green eyes glaring at me and then the black cat turned its head and glared at my cousin who was still sleeping.
Maybe I should make it clear that my grandmother did not have a cat. It is not possible that a cat slipped into her home from a neighboor’s apartment since every window was shut and she lived too high up for a cat to jump in from a lower cieling.
I panicked, shouted at my cousin to wake up. Then, just like that the cat was gone.
Maybe it was all in my mind, but I still so vividly at the age of 44 remember those malicious green eyes reflecting in the pale moon light, and that cat's black tale swinging back and forth .
This is a true story
Greetings from Cindy
Gothenburg, Sweden