It happened again about two weeks ago. Remember that lady in the wedding dress, from my previous story, standing outside my bedroom window all night, the ghost who died on her wedding day (See "Lady Outside My Bedroom Window")? Well, it happened again one night a couple weeks ago.
It was around 3:45 in the morning when I woke up as I normally do every night. I was just about to go back to sleep when I saw the woman standing outside my bedroom window again.
I hadn't seen her at one point since the last encounter a couple years ago. But there she was, in the exact same appearance and pose as she had been the other time. Since I knew it was just a harmless spirit who was once somebody who had died on the happiest day of any woman's life, I felt her pity and actually waved to her when our gazes met. But for some reason, instead of smiling back, she waved right back and vanished.
I haven't seen her at all from then on, although every time I walk to the area where she normal stands, especially at dusk, it feels significantly cooler than it really is. I try to talk to her, knowing that she's obviously there, because I am interested in finding out who she really was, who she was supposed to get married to, and a few other things.