Place of origin: PEI, Canada
I can't remember for sure when this happened. I know it was when I was either 17 or 18, for an important story you'd think I'd know for sure but time has a way sometimes. My grandmother passed (from now on I'll call her nanny cause I always did) a couple years before, and my granddad was now seeing another woman. I would stay at his house every Friday night while he went out to the dance and spent the night away to look after his 2 dogs.
On this night I decided to stay in the downstairs bedroom, which used to be nanny's. She had broken her hip earlier and couldn't use the steep stairs that led to her old bedroom. I'm not sure on the time it happened but it was some time after 1:00 as that's the time I usually went to sleep. I awoke with a jolt, like something had poked me awake, and there in the doorway was nanny.
I can't describe the fear I felt. It was intense and looking back I wish I would of reacted different. She didn't look frail and sick like when she passed, she looked as I remembered as a kid. It makes me happy knowing that she wasn't in any more pain (I believe). She wasn't smiling, she never talked, she just stood in the doorway watching me. I'm a little ashamed but I screamed. I'm not kidding when I said I was terrified! The whole experience probably never lasted longer than a minute, she just disappeared. I continued to stay at the house but I never slept downstairs again, like that would matter for a ghost!
Right or wrong I never told granddad, who died a couple months later. No, I don't think she was an omen for his death, I think she was just visiting her home and seen me. I wish so much I wouldn't of been scared and talked to her, I'll never get that experience again. Years later my mother would see granddad, but that's a different story.
Thanks for reading.