My name is Kiara and I'm 19 I live in Sicklerville now. Well I was about 4 or 5 when this happened. I was staying at my grandmother's house she lives in Paulsboro NJ. I was spending the night over my grandma's house. My dad and his brother's lived there so I would always sleep in one of their beds while they slept downstairs on the couch.
I was crying for my dad, it was the middle of the night he said he was going out and that he would be right back I woke up and was scared and crying; I didn't know where he was. When all of a sudden I saw a light come from the ceiling. This figure of a man came down I was so scared that I hid halfway under the covers. The man had hair slicked back and a white tee shirt, that's all I saw. Anyway the man winked at me circled the room and went from the floor up laughing, after that I fell asleep.
The next morning I told my grandma what I saw she asked me to explain what the man looked like and then she should me a picture of him he looked like what I described. She said that was my great grandpa.
Now I was born June 11th 1990. He died June 11th 1986. Then my grandma told me he probably wanted to come and visit me since he never got to meet me. From that day on I never say him again.