posted on Aug, 24 2021 @ 11:42 PM
a reply to:
Pinpilinpauxa
A week before my maternal grandmother passed away from cancer, she was occasionally seeing things, and was at home, at my place. She suddenly
stiffened and went all wide-eyed, so I turned and looked where she was looking.
There was a dark silhouette in the shape of someone wearing a fedora or trilby style hat, and that had the collar that reminded me of a coat like in
those old 'Marlowe/Humphrey Bogart type' detective movies.
I was pre-teen at the time, because I can remember being in primary school and having to explain to my teacher why I was upset and wasn't wanting to
participate in class, the day after she passed.
Grandma had seemed unsteady and so I glanced back to see if she needed help to get into a chair (she was very frail and had lost a lot of weight). She
was also looking at me, and when we both looked back to where the shadow person had been, there was nothing that could even have been misinterpreted
as a shadow being there. The wall behind where it was, was an even white color.
She said "I thought it was Harold" (her husband who had died about 20 years earlier). I never told her that I briefly saw something, too.
Although I was terrified in the moment, afterwards I looked everywhere for an explanation of what I might have seen, perhaps it was a reflection, or
an actual shadow, but I was unable to find a reason. I also didn't seem to have any residual fear, once it was over, it was gone.
Now, looking back, I wish I had said something, because I know she was having some unsettling hallucinations and probably it might have comforted her,
somehow.