She was at the Foot of My Bed!

From: Jett (Gmcnjlt@AOL.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: South Carolina
Source: Form Submission

This happened to me when I was 12 years old. It was November of 1991. My Mother died November 2. We went to her furneral and everthing. I didn't want to go home so I went to my Mother's brother's house. Me and his wife was close. She was always there if I ever needed anyone. The strangest thing happened when I went to bed that night. I was asleep when I felt like someone was looking at me. This feeling was so strong that it woke me up. When I opened my eyes there she was. It was my Mother she was standing at the foot of my bed! I looked at her and rubbed my eyes. I wasn't for sure what I was seeing was really there. So I looked again and she was still there, holding her hands out at me and crying. She was saying that she loved me and that she was sorry. I said "Mom is that you", but she didn't answer. She just stood there crying and holding her hands out. So I started to cry. I then started to crawl down to the foot of the bed to hug her when she vanished. I lefted out of the room and went into my brother's room where my Aunt was and looked down at her. She woke up and looked at me.I couldn't speak, but it was like she knew what was wrong with me and huged me. I haven't seen my Mother again after that day, But I want never forget it. See my Mother died of a drug overdose and I think she just wanted to tell me she loved me one last time and that she was sorry!