User blog comment:JackyWolf/Ghosts- True or No?/@comment-4448192-20120302001902

Alright time for me to share. I was about 4 or 5. My grandmother had died quite recently. When she was alive, she would babysit me a lot. She would lay in my bed with me and we would watch TV. I distinctly remember all she wanted to watch was Dr. Phil. I was in my bedroom watching TV, alone on my bed. All of the windows were shut. Then, the curtains on my door began to wave, though there was no wind coming from outside what so ever. I then felt an indention on the left side of my bed, as if someone was getting in it. The remote, which was out of my reach, switched channels to an episode of Dr. Phil. Not just any episode. It was the last episode I ever saw her watch. The TV then changed back to my station, the indentation got up, and I saw a figure that looked similar to my grandmother. I then heard a whispering voice say "Καληνύχτα, ο άγγελός μου". the Greek words for good night, my angel. I fell asleep about an hour after that, and didn't tell my parents about the experience until about six months later.