Grandma back to the soul

My grandmother passed away shortly after graduating from high school . A year before my grandmother died , whenever I came home on weekends , she would ask me and the other juniors to look at her coffin . Grandma's coffin was black , tall and big , and had been there for as long as I could remember . Grandma , who was 84 at the time , had lost sight of her eyes two years earlier due to the side effects of taking too much medicine for her illness . Grandma's coffin had been lying there the lid ? Half a year before he died , we reported to grandma that there were some damp marks after seeing the coffin . Grandma nodded and said : Oh , I know . Two months before my death , WHEN I came home , asked me to show the coffin to the younger generation . I saw that half of it was wet , . So I told grandma . Grandma smiled and said : Good , good , I know . As the college entrance examination was approaching and the school was very tight , I didn't go home for nearly two months . When I came back home after the college entrance examination , I went to see my grandma first , because she loved me and I loved her very much . Grandma seemed to see me and called my name from a distance . At that time I also said with a smile : Grandma you are immortal , how do you know it is me ? Grandma smiled at explanation . Grandma looked in good spirits and I was happy . We chatted for a while , grandma asked me to help look at her coffin , there was no other junior , I was alone , I can not say what , . So I went to see . It was as if the inside of the coffin was wet , and there was no dry place . I told my grandma , grandma listened to nothing , just pulled me to the front , from head to waist touched again . Although grandma hurts me very much , but I remember after the age of 14 she has not touched me so , but this time she touched me , I suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart a kind of inexplicable pathos , anyway can not tell the reason . Grandma touched me for a while and said something to me that was baffling : Almost , should be almost . Then he patted my hands and said : Go and pick me some plums to eat . The plums were not ripe at that time , . So I climbed a tree and chose five relatively large plums for grandma . Grandma did not eat them , but put them in her purse . I did not know her intention , and did not ask any questions . That night we ate bacon pancakes and porridge , grandma suddenly called my name , said : You feed me two pancakes to eat . I thought it was strange that Grandma never asked me to feed her anything , but I did . Grandma enjoyed herself very much , but she ate only two of them and no porridge . Then she said she wanted to go to bed and asked me to help her to her room . After I helped her to bed , grandma took me and touched for a while . Several times I felt she seemed to want to say something , but always wanted to speak but stopped . Finally , she patted my shoulders and signaled that I could go . I didn't think about it . The next day , my niece called grandma to eat , but found that grandma has quietly lying in bed died , touch the body , residual temperature and estimated that the time of death is not too long , we immediately cried . When my uncle was changing her funeral clothes and sorting out her old clothes , she found five big plums in her clothes . I knew I had picked them for Grandma the day before , but the plums I had picked were still green and hard , and they looked as if they were ripe . No one else was surprised , but I was puzzled . Later , when they were buried , uncle buried the five plums with grandma . It had been 100 days since grandma's death , and the weather was getting cold . This night I went to bed at about 8 o 'clocks , I put out the light , the moon was very bright , through the window of the room is also very clear . My mother and sister share a bedroom , just across the door from mine , which we usually don't lock . I lay tossing and turning in bed , dreaming that something was going to happen . About half past nine , I felt someone moving in the room , . So I opened my eyes , and sure enough , in the moonlight through the window , IT was clearly my grandmother wandering back and forth in the room , wearing the same black shroud she had just changed after her death . Grandma walked back and forth twice , very slowly , but without making a sound . Strange is , I have always been very timid , especially afraid to see the dead people , but this night I saw the dead grandmother did not feel afraid , but also could not help but gently shout out : grandma . Grandma seemed to hear my cry , as if hesitating for a moment , and then went to the door to the aisle , I was anxious and shouted loudly : Grandma , grandma . But grandma did not look back and disappeared directly into the doorway , which had been locked from the inside and had not been opened before or after grandma disappeared . My shout to another bedroom sleeping mother and sister also woke up , my mother knew me timid , busy with the door has been open to my room , even clothes are not dressed neatly , come in and ask me : what do you see ? I honestly said I saw grandma . Don't think so much . Your sister and I live in the next bedroom . Who dares to disturb you ? I didn't say much . The next day , I accidentally found that my mother secretly bought a handful of incense and a dozen papers out . Mom and I never talked about it again , but I always knew in my heart that what I saw that night was really grandma .