Visits of the DEAD

It was night maybe midnight , it was a rough day for me i needed sleep. Cool wind was blowing outside adding to my misery i noticed that my window is open iam so not geeting up i taught. after all , i made myself comfortable on the bed. cuddled to my blanket and clutched pooh( my teddy) in my hands.

It wasn't long when my room got miserably cool even the blanket wasn't able to sheild me against chilly winds filled in my room. So i got up and and walked towards the window to close it, this window communicated with my backyard , I got hold of one of the pane when I felt a gush of hot air near my right ear whats that its not coming again is it ? and to distract my attention I took a look around my backyard just i saw an old lady dressed in milky white staring at me. oh no!

I ran towards my bed and started chanting my prayers. It's not happening again, it cant be why is it back NO!

It is a belief thta when you are feeling scared you cover your face with the blanket you dont feel scared anymore well' I tried in my case it wasnt helpful I still felt two eyes staring at me thats when I decided to take a sneak peek to the room bad idea. She was still there this time in my room , she started stepping towards me. no no no this cant happen. Ok i taught i shouldnt be afraid of her, I did this before too.

"What do you want?" i shouted in a sharp tone 

"You" she pointed

She started coming towards me as if to grab me. thats when I started taking in her attire, milky white sari(an Indian dress) black eyes so dark you could not see the whites and long thick white hair, thick hair, just like mine black eyes just like mine is she someone related to me. Thats when it hit me

"Granny" i whispered she said nothing

Why is she not saying anything?

"Granny" i shouted she steped and came and sat beside me on the bed

My grandmother is here after four long years.same radint skin same bright eyes nothings change but she never told me anything about her coming and how can she come all the way from India to the US,and in my room from the backyard I cant imagine my 72 years old granny climbing the fences. Thats when it hit me she is...

DEAD. My grandmother is dead my most loving parent is dead.Hows my family never came to know about it, its her ghost who visited me and hows that even possible?

I lost all my powers i don't have the vision anymore how can i see her. I looked up at her tears brimming my eyes she looked at me

"How i can see you" i asked she said nothing

Of course i taught ghost cant speak this is what I found out after all my experience.

She looked me in the eye with all her motherly affection patted me on the back and disappeared just like smoke blow away.

And left me behind. I stood there in shock, devastated and scared my grandmother is dead,her ghost visited me her ghost.

I felt tears in my eyes, I ran towards my fathers room there is no way i'am sleeping in this room tonight.

After three knocks my daddy answered the door

"Daddy"i started "i had a bad dream"

"aw sweetie come on in i just completed my work"

I climbed onto his bed he turned off the light and I felt him sleep beside me.

"goodnight princess" he said

"goodnight savior"clutching pooh in my hands I closed my eyes.

There nothing like visits of the  DEAD. now thats what you called an eventful night.