Things change at night

What happened? Mine was when we heard a baby cry when there was no baby in the house or on TV

My first foster mom died when I was seven. She had cancer so we knew it was coming but I was still devastated. She used to walk me to and from school until she got too sick and had to stay in bed, then my brother took over. But after she died, like a few months later, I was in school staring out the window and I saw her. Just for a few moments. She was standing outside where she'd always waited for me. She smiled, and waved. I blinked and she was gone, but I know I saw her. That's why I believe in ghosts.

That's really nice that you got to see her one more time. I'd still be a little freaked out though to be honest

I think the only reason I wasn't is because I was didn't really know what was going on. I was too young to understand death, I didn't understand why mommy wasn't coming home and why dad was always at work and why everything seemed to be falling apart. For me, it was just mommy saying hi.