Visit From Grammy

My grammy died two years ago, when I was 12. She was like my best friend and I told her everything. She died of colon cancer. Before she died I told her she has to visit me when she died to tell me she was okay. She said she would.

One night in the summer, me and my stepbrother were in my room watching tv. It was about 3 o'clock in the morning. My room is normally really really hot, but it started getting cold. It got so cold me and my step brother got under the blankets. Then we heard a breezy moan and my stepbrother said, "If this is Gramma Ann make a noise." Then we heard a bang on my bed. We both jumped! My stepbrother asked if it was me and I said no. Then I asked if it was him and he said no. Then I thought I heard a noise in the corner of my room. I took out my phone and took a picture. There was a gray figure in the corner of the room. Me and my step brother stood in bed shaking. Then my other stepbrother, Kevin opened the door to see if we were still up. We told him the story and he brought us down stairs and we couldn't go to sleep until the next day.

Then I remembered I wrote a song for her that night. I sang it in my room. Then the next day I couldn't find it. I wounder if that was Gramma Ann coming to take it.