Grandpa Is That You?
When I turned 18 I decided to move in with my Grandmother, she lived in the city, and I was tired of living out in the middle of nowhere. I’ve lived here at my grandmas for about nine months now. I live in the basement of the house in the room that used to belong to my Grandfather.
My Grandfather died in 2006 of mesothelioma due to working in shipyards. Anyways I sleep on the man’s deathbed; I haven’t gotten around to buying a new mattress.
One night around 2-3 am I woke up and had to use the bathroom, and as I got up out of bed I knocked my laptop on to the floor, and I thought to my self I will pick it up when I get back. Once I came back my laptop was sitting on my bed! I swear I didn’t pick it up and it couldn’t have been Grandma because I would’ve heard her down the stairs and she would still have been down there because she’s 85 and slow.
There was no explanation of how my laptop had gotten up from the floor on to my bed. I wasn’t scared though like I didn’t have bad vibes I was just like woah. Another time I was laying on the couch and was about to go to sleep, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw my grandpa! He was known to walk around the basement wearing a long white T and no pants or underwear, and that’s how I saw him! I blinked and looked over, and there was nothing there. I believe he’s there just hanging out and I’m okay with that.