I have written previously about the house I grew up in, and it being a house that seemed to draw a lot of paranormal activity. This event happened to me when I was 15, at a time when I was quite open to what was happening in the house. I have changed names, but used them to make the story easier to follow.
I was up late in the living area of the home, it being school holidays. I had been surfing the internet, and my parents had gone to bed (although I'm sure they didn't expect me to still be awake on the computer at 3am, which was the last time I saw on the clock).
Not too long prior to this night, my Mum received a gift of an old armchair that belonged to my Great Aunt Lorraine. She had trouble sitting in the armchair as it was uncomfortable for her, but wanted to pass it on as it had actually belonged to her mother in law Neve (who had passed over). We had room in the house, so my Mum accepted the chair. I can't say that anyone loved sitting in it, it being quite uncomfortable, and so it sat directly behind the computer.
This night I was up late, I got the fright of my life when the family cat started to meow loudly. It was a horrible sounding meow, and I turned around to see her pawing at the chair, staring at something I could not see, and making this meow/ wailing sound. It suddenly felt like there was someone sitting in that chair, and I very quickly turned off the computer, grabbed the cat and ran to my room where it took me some time to fall asleep.
I was awoken suddenly in the daylight hours to a similar wailing sound like the cat had made. I ran out of my room to find that it was my mum crying, having just found out that Aunt Lorraine passed unexpectedly in her sleep that night. I believe she paid me a visit that night, and although I didn't see her I'm sure that our cat could.