Well, I believe in ghosts. My house is not haunted (Touch wood). But there is some sort of link between our family members. Even in death.
There is a photo in my hallway. It's not haunted (Touch wood) but it does have a ghost in. It's of my Uncle (It was the last photo taken of him while he was still alive) and there is an outline of an elderly woman behind him. We all reckon it's my Gran's mother just about to guide my uncle to Heaven. According to my Auntie, my Uncle and my Great-Gran were close.
Another time with me. Believing in ghosts, I got curious. I just said 'Grandad, if you're there...give me a sign'. Later that night, when I was in bed, I felt fingers brushing against my hair. It made me shoot up in bed. I had to think about for a few seconds before saying 'Thanks, Grandad'.
Call me crazy if you want to, everyone. But I know what happened. Not you.
But my house is not haunted (Touch wood).
*Holds a flame shield up*
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