My nan died when I was a few months old. So I never actually met her. One night I was asleep when I heard my name being called out, I woke up with a fright. I sat up ready to get out of bed so I could go into mum's room down the hall because I was scared when I saw something at my door. I thought it might have been a robber so I laid back down quickly and covered my head with my sheets.
A few minutes later I wanted to see if the person had left so I peeked out from under my blankets and it was still there. So I just stared at it hoping it couldn't see me. I realized it was a lady, she had her arms crossed like she was mad staring at me, not moving. It was obvious she wasn't alive. I quickly closed my eyes hoping morning would hurry up and come.
I didn't told mum straight away because I didn't think she would believe me until a few months later, we were talking about ghosts and I told her. She told me to give her a description so I explained that the lady had her arms crossed a dressing-gown on with the last three or so buttons open near the end of it and mum said that it was her mum. I guess my nan had unfinished business that night because I have never seen her again.
Why would she have stood at my door why didn't she come closer to me?