From Michele:

I remember when I was very young around 4 years old, my half-sisters great great grandmother being very old and not being able to get out of bed.

My mother, and the rest of the family and I would go over just about everyday to visit. I remember I would always sit by her side and talk with her for hours, we truly enjoyed each others company. Then I remember one night my mother came into my room and told me that my great great grandmother had died trying to get up to go to the bathroom. A couple of days later, the day before the funeral, I saw my great great grandmother in my doorway looking at me, not thinking about it I went back to sleep, a few minutes later I woke up again turned over and there she was next to my bed, then she shook her head yes and then kissed me on the forehead then disappeared. The next morning I woke up and told my parents this and they just said it was a dream, but I know I did not dream this, I never found out why she shook her head yes at me that night, I may never know.....