Grandpa's Visitings

From: Stephanie (CoolBrat001@aol.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Ocean Springs, MS
Source: Form Submission

Every time I do something bad something weird happens. I am fairly used to things waking me up in the night and dreaming things before they happen that has been all my life. But it has gotten weirder since my grandpa died in 1999. Like once I was talking to my friend ad I said I hated my band teacher and an old perfume bottle flew 5 or 6 feet and hit my hand. And when I said I hated my lil' sister my water faucet turned its self on. Still it was a huge suprise when I was thinking of telling this friend of mine that I didn't ever want to talk to her again. I looked in my backpack to get something in it and there was a really old keychain that had been my great grandmas. It hadn't been there earlier that day or the day before (when I cleaned out my bookbag) and I knew it couldn't have fallen in because my bookbag hadn't been open or near the keychain rack. I don't really know what did it but I am almost positive it was my grandpa.