My mother died very sudden and
fast in January 2000 on a cold Friday Morning, by Tuesday we had her buried. I
was staying in her house keeping my Father company along with my two children.
The next day my children went up to visit their uncle not far away and my
Father had things to do so my neice and I remained at the house. I was still
numb with shock and a headache to match. My niece, who was fifteen at the time,
had Mtv on (a music station) she had it blarring and I gave out to her to turn
it down as a mark of respect to my Mother.
All of a sudden we heard loud knocking up above us, we turned
down the music, it was coming from my Mother’s bedroom. I began to climb the
stairs with my niece hiding behind me. I thought it was a burgular and was
quite scared, when we heard three knocks at the door. My niece ran down the
stairs opened the door and left me there. I stood on the landing shaking and
then it dawned on me. It was my Mother warning my niece to turn down the music
as this was her house. I laughed out loud ‘ ok Mum you got your message
accross’. I sat back downstairs and heard like someone walk across the floor
and get into bed.
Later that evening my Father rang me, he had not been in the
bedroom since my Mother died but had to get something, when he entered the
room, the blankets on her side of the bed were pulled back and her locker door
was open. I lied and said he had done it ealier when I was there, but we both
knew no one had gone into that room since she died.
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