A few years ago, in 1996, I was going to go to sleep, since I was going to kindergarten the next day. I had done all my work and packed up. I felt dizzy, as usual, and fell asleep. It was 8:30 at the time, for your information.
I woke up at 3 AM, and left my bed to make a little sandwich. (I was a chef back then, ha-ha!) I hopped off my bed and I felt this cold touch on my shoulders. I didn't know what a ghost was, or believed in them. Then, I was paralyzed. I called out to my little sister and twin, but both were sound asleep. I was scared, so very scared. I didn't dare open my eyes, I was too scared to. I heard the soothing voice of my auntie. She had died in 1992, a year after I was born. Her voice was buried deep inside me; I could never forget that amazing voice. I opened my eyes, and there stood my aunt. With her favourite clothes and her beautiful hair from when she was 26 (I've seen photos of her from when she was young, and when she played with me before she died by a week.), her beautiful brown eyes sparkling. I hugged her, but felt nothing but cold wind. I was sad; I wanted my dear auntie again! She disappeared, and this happened until I turned 13. I love and miss my auntie so very much, and wish she could visit again. Does anyone know why she suddenly stopped when I turned 13? I miss her and would turn 5 again if I could, I want her to visit!
And what's weird is that when I turned 16 a few years ago, the phone rang the same time I was born. I picked it up, and the sound of my auntie poured into my heart. "Happy birthday, child!" was all I heard, and I was so happy yet so very sad. How can I get her to visit again?!
Thank you so much for reading!