years ago while in the village of my husband, we were chatting near the shrine when I saw not far from me to a man about cuarentaytantos years supported on a railing was watching me was dark and still recurdo that face. I do not know how I knew all this because no one was there and although I was aware it was a vision, the truth is that I just saw it and I got really scared. The feeling was like when you stare at an object and then looks away and sees the object projected on a contour blur.
My grandmother had to die shortly after an acquaintance, who apparently had been thrown by the Tajo de Ronda, was lying next to my grandfather and saw the foot of the bed the ghost of the deceased , that looked into his eyes and smiled. Before the cries of my grandmother, my grandfather woke up and told you to take a laxative! but my grandmother insisted that it was not a nightmare and that was so soon after sleep, saw him climb the stairs to the room and smile again, my grandmother what made him ill at ease and always recounted with absolute conviction.
In my family are many stories like that and it is possible, why not? that is not just our mind plays tricks on us but something in the past we want to communicate that there is another life ....
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