My first ghost.
I don't remember.
All I know is that the stories are true.
I never met him. Oh no. I never knew him. My great grandad. Died before I was born. Nobody told me about him either. But I met him anyway. I'm not worried about that.
I was about 3?
I would just be talking to someone in my room. I'd always say he was in my closet. My parents would look in there and they'd say "Nobody is there, Kim." But somebody was there. Oh yes. I'd talk to him at bedtime too. About random stuff. Mainly babbling. My parents would come in - they'd tell him off. "Let her sleep, Great Grandad ___". I forgot his name.
I'd fall asleep about a minute later.
Nobody found this weird. We're all soul believers in the paranormal. We don't just believe - we worship.
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