I slumped on the couch after putting Bailey to bed. A few minutes later, I heard her laughing.
She was sitting up, staring at the wall. “You okay, baby?” I asked.
“Mama! Gramma Maya is here to wish me happy birthday.”
“You were dreaming, honey. She can’t be here.”
“She is! Look behind you.”
My heart jumped, but when I turned around, nothing was there.
Grandma has appeared to wish her grand-daughter . the little child is safe.
Oh, I like this, I want to read part two but I’m guessing that one is left our imagination! Thank you Hema for another good one. 🙂
Nice job setting this up! Kids can freak us out with the things they see.
Little children and their ghostly friends! Always guaranteed to spook me. Thanks for the story.
Good one.
I love the way it’s unclear whether Bailey really saw something, or if she was just making up stories.
Loved this, Hema! You had just the right amount of innocence and ghostly creepiness!