Ghost Stories

[Willem de Walrus]

One day I was laying in bed, nothing out of the ordinary. Untill I saw my grandmother come walk up the stairs, look at me for a couple of seconds. Than she went into the washing chamber in our house, and came out like a minute later. She looked at me and walked down the stairs again.

Sounds all normal, but the thing is, she died a few months before that.
I get the chills every time i think about it.