Grandma

From: shana (Jurrasi1@netcom.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Staten Island  New York
Source: Form Submission

I have many stories to tell about strange things that have happened in my life, but I will begin by telling of one that really hit close to home. I will start off by saying I don't know why these things happen to me but I think they are because of my mother's side of the family. My grandfather's side of the family were all true witches that were really into rituals and things like that. I don't know whether they were considered wiccan because my mother doesn't like to discuss it even though she was into it too. We have always had a heightened sense of energies no matter how strange that may sound. Let's get on with one of my experiences. My mother and I were visiting my father in N.Y. we moved to CA due to their separation. I was trying to sleep in the living room when I heard my grandmother's footsteps in the kitchen. It sounded like she was dragging her feet laboriously across the linoleum. Scrape,click,scrape,click. She always wore those slippers that clicked on your heel when you walked. My grandmother had died the year before that in that house in her bed directly upstairs from the kitchen. Yikes!! I turned that television and the lights on so quick the room began to spin!!! Reflecting I did notice that it became unusually chilly in the room for that time of year...August I told my mother the next day and she said that my grandma loved me very much and to not be afraid of her. I remembered my mother's advice the next year when I visited. I was looking for my cat Gretel when it occured to me to look in my gr