My dad died back in 1981 when I was 18, suddenly from a massive heart attack. We were just shocked beyond words. About 1 week after he died strange things occurred at our house. My brother was 16 at the time (nothing happened to him) and my sister was 14. She and I were the only ones who heard things all the time.
After his funeral, I was laying in bed, still awake, when I felt a hard jab in my rib cage. I was on my side and I felt this come from behind me. I was terrified to turn around, but I did and saw nothing.
Just to backtrack, the night before our dad died, my sister was crying in her sleep and woke up to a wet pillow. She said she didn't remember the dream, but just felt incredibly sad for some reason and didn't know why she was crying.
We lived in a Chicago neighborhood and all of the houses are close to each other and have gangways between them. Every night, whether it was spring, fall, winter or summer (this went on for several years) we would hear my dad's walk through the gangway. I knew his walk, pace and the sound of his shoes. We would look out, but nobody there. Our dog would go crazy too. It's like she would hear her name, and suddenly run upstairs to my bedroom. But she seemed happy to see whatever it was.
The oddest thing of all was one day in the summer, my sister was going with her boyfriend's family on a sailing trip on Lake Michigan. As she exited the back door to go out in front, right in the center of our gangway was a fresh, dead, whole fish. Like a trout. It was a hot summer day and where would a fresh, whole fish come from? Laying dead in a fresh puddle of water. I think it was a warning, because she got violently sick on the trip.
We eventually all married, and my mom sold the house. But I truly believe my dad was taken so suddenly, that he hung around for awhile watching us. Can anyone give me their thoughts on this? I would greatly appreciate it.