Ghosts and Hauntings: The Unexpected Grandmother
by Lilly Mohan
(Trinidad and Tobago)
I was about five years of age. I did not know about the after life and such things called ghosts. I thought it must be made up or something like a way to make me go to bed early.
One afternoon I was at home with my aunt and was preparing for a vacation trip to the Caribbean. Later that day I went up the stairs to my room and to my surprise there was a pale, somewhat unusual person standing in front of my mirror.
"Who ARE YOU?" I said. She looked at me with this smirk on her face. I thought it must be a relative of my parents, then she began whispering my name over and over. I rapidly dropped my clothes and ran out. Later that afternoon I sent my father to see who it was but he said it was my imagination that I was making myself scared.
To this very day that memory exists in my head. There are still strange, unexplainable things that have happened but I am too afraid to try to to see why it's happening.
Recently I looked up in an old family photo album and saw that exact lady but I'd rather leave tings as it is.
