Grampa's Chair

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Story type: Ghost
Location: gramma's house
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When I was three years old my grampa died. He had this huge black chair that he loved. I'm not really sure, I never really asked my mom, but I think he died in his chair of a heart attack.

Well, about 5 years ago my gramma finally got rid of the chair. She gave it to my uncle who lives next door to her. About 2-3 years later my uncle from Arkansa came to visit with my aunt and my little cousin Marty who is now 7 years old. They usually do come to visit every summer if they can. Whenever they come up they stay at me grammas house. Marty didnt know much about my grampa either since he is only 7 years old. And he definitely wouldnt have know about grampas chair because no one ever talk about it. Basically, it hurts too much to talk about it.

They stayed for about a week or so, and then they went home to Arkansa. When they got home, Marty told his Dad that he saw his father (my grampa) and he wanted to know where his chair was. He also told Marty that everything would be ok and that he is looking over everyone. I was always a believer in ghosts and things like that. This makes me believe even more. How would Marty have known that my grampas chair was gone and that it was even my grampas chair, since no one ever talked about it. I really do believe and now I know that grampa is watching over us. Thanks, whoever, for reading this and if you have any comments please e-mail me. I have alot more stories about my grammas house, being that it was an old funeral home!