The Familiar Soul

When I was seven years old, my grandmother died because of an unknown disease. I was one of the nearest in my grandma's heart. When she was still alive, she loved to read books and sing lullabies for me whenever I was going to sleep.

Yesterday was my 18th birthday and the party went well. It was 11 years ago when my grandma died and I remembered grandma's care that led me to cry in my room but my crying moments stopped when I started to feel I am not alone in my room. I could feel someone else in my room, something unfamiliar.

An unfamiliar noise broke the silence in my room because I heard something fall into the ground and I hurriedly checked what was wrong then I saw my picture with my grandma into the ground. I picked it up and cleaned the broken pieces of the frame.

But then I heard some unfamiliar noise again but this time it was from my bathroom. I was afraid because I was alone in the house that time. My parents were at work and I had to wait until the next day for them. I calmed myself and slowly went to the bathroom.

Opening the door of the bathroom slowly...

The following event left me in a shock and left me standing because the person inside the bathroom was the person I missed for 11 years...

I choked and murmured...

Gggrrrandma?!