I was asleep one night when I was about 12 and I woke up because I felt the pressure of what felt like a hand on my shoulder, I wasn't sure what it was, in my head I was thinking either a ghost or a huge spider (which I got alot in my old house), I was chicken back then (mainly scarred of the spider) so I didn't move for hours until eventually I fell asleep, when I woke up in the morning there was no spider (yay) so I told my mum about what happened and found out that it was the death anniversary of her mum, her mum seems to have a habit of this because after her funeral my Dad had a nap and woke up to the feeling of someone holding his hand, he ran out of the room and freaked out the rest of the house, atleast I wasn't that bad.
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