Ever since I was little, I had always wanted to meet my great-grandmother and Elvis Presley. But unfortunately both had passed away long before I was born. But recently I started talking to them. I am not a psychic medium but it helps me a lot to go outside and just talk to them whether I need their advice or just to tell them about the events that happened during the day. So I asked them to give me a sign that they are still here and that they care. I think they gave a lot more than one and they still reach out.
One night I was going to bed. I was fully awake when out of nowhere I heard someone say my name in my ear. I know when I am imagining something and when something really happens and that did not come from my own head. When I thought about it for a while I realized that it sounded like the voice of Elvis Presley. I was both scared and excited. But then I thought to myself out of all the people in the world that love Elvis why would he come and visit me. So I went back to sleep hoping that was him and that he would visit me in my dream.
The next day I was in my room talking to them, as usual, when the latch on my door was swinging back and forth. A spirit was not my first theory. At first I had two theories. My first theory was that my grandmother was spying on me. But the latch kept swinging back and forth without slowing down or stopping. Then my second thought was that one of the windows was probably open. So I went around the house and checked. Every one was closed.
A few weeks later, I was sitting in the office when I heard the coffee machine go on. I didn't put much thought into it but something told me to go and see it. I went to the kitchen to find that I was the only person there. My grandmother can't walk very well and she was in the living room watching the news so it was not her. My mother and grandfather were asleep and neither of them use the coffee machine.
The same thing happened not to long after that. It was around 2am and I went downstairs to get a glass of milk. My back was facing the coffee machine when all of a sudden it went on. I was very terrified. I rushed to make my glass of milk and darted to my bedroom, probably spilling the milk. Ever since then it keeps happening every once in a while. But the strange thing is it only happens when I am in the room. It never happens for anyone else.
Recently I have been seeing the number 77 every where all the time. It has special meaning to me because Elvis passed away in 1977. But the most I saw it in one day was 3 times within a half hour. I was with my mother feeding some stray cats in the neighborhood when I looked at a license plate and saw 77. Then I went to sit in my mother's car. While I was waiting for her to finish I put on some Elvis music I recorded on a USB. I put on the song I was in the mood for and looked at the temperature. It was 77 degrees. Then I looked at the file number of the song. File 77. Now every time I see 77, which is all the time, instead of giving it a second thought I smile and thank Elvis for caring.
Everything else is usually the common signs such as feeling like you are being watched or feeling like you are not alone. The most common for me is feeling them around when I am doing something that has to do with them and it is very comforting. When I look through old photo albums of my great-grandmother it feels like she is there with me. When I read about Elvis or watch his movies it always feels like he is there with me. I truly feel a connection to them. Now whenever something out of the ordinary happens like what I just explained, instead of giving it a second thought I thank both of them for caring enough to show a person that neither of them knew in life, that they care about me.
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I have read many stories on this site and elsewhere where folks speak of negative energy (fear, anger, etc) feeding negative entities - why couldn't positive energy work the same way for positive entities? Often a thing is true to the extent that one believes in it and such strong belief might have the ability to draw such energies to her - perhaps with a little help from a great grandmother on the 'inside'.
I 'speak' to my grandparents who passed when I was little - it's always a one sided conversation but I can feel they're always there and always will be so long as I need them to be there. There are also others I speak to and signs they are listening now and then - not Elvis but still folks I have never met before.