The Ghost

My male best friend's grandmother passed away recently and since I'm very close to Adrian's family, I tried to spend more time with Adrian. I was going to go to his house to watch DVDs one night when Mum told me not to because in Chinese tradition, you are not meant to go to the deceased person's house 7 days after they die. I think all that stuff in bullcrap but I put up with it just to respect my Mum. But its a bit annoying. Adrian wasn't allowed to come to my house either because he would bring death with him to our home. And I wasn't allowed to stay out too late the next day because it was still "Ghost Day".

But that night his Uncle was woken up by his mother's ghost and he tried to call out to her but couldn't. When Adrian was sleeping, his grandma's ghost tried to kiss him. Now I find this all very strange since I don't believe in this stuff and Adrian is the most Christian person ever.

But last night when I was sleeping, something interupted my dream. Something entered my thoughts? mind? body? (dont quite know how to describe it). It wasn't Adrian's grandma but some other ghost. And I knew it wouldn't hurt me, it was just trying to say hello or something, but my heart was still thudding and I was scared. I woke up feeling shaky and looked at the clock besides me and the numbers 0:00 glared back at me in red.

Hopefully it was just a dream and coincidence but creepy shit hey?