Firstly, I apologize for the length of this story (stories). I have many happenings within my family and home that make me think that there is an afterlife and that we have family all around us. Here are the two that really get me thinking.
When I was just 2 years old, I was in my bedroom playing. When my mum entered, I was talking to somebody and she asked who I was speaking to. I told her that I was talking to my granny Mac. My granny Mac died 4 months before I was born and there hadn't been much mentioned around me for me to pick up who she was, so how could I have known?
I have two older sisters, and when they were younger (11 and 13), my eldest sister woke up during the night and saw a young girl sitting on the chair next to her. She thought it was my other sister as it looked identical to her but when she looked over to her bed, she was in it. She then hid under her covers but said she didn't feel scared and felt a sort of comfort feeling.
The next morning she told my mum and described the young girl to her. My mum then told my sister that she had seen the same little girl standing at the bottom of her bed the night before my sister had seen her, but that she was standing there with another girl, a little older than her.
My mother has suffered from about 8 miscarriages and believes that these little girls could be her other children. What do you think?