Creepy

This is a story from my sister. This happened in 2001 when our grandma died. I was nine years old at the time.

My grandma died on the 24th of September that year. Just ten days after I turned nine. My sister's husband, was just a suitor at the time. and my sister asked him to come to our house in San Mateo, Rizal.

Since it was his first time there, he got lost. He was helped by an old lady. He said that she was really nice. Eventually, he found our house.

When he came up to the casket to pay his respects. He felt his heart drop, and he told my sister that our grandma was the one who helped him find his way to our house! *GASP!

This was a true story. When I told my cousins this, it sent shivers down their spines. ooohh....

Just felt like sharing it...