When I was four I wasn't like most four year olds. I had a lot of sense, or an old soul as some would say. On the day of my grandma's funeral it was time to view the remains, and it was my turn to go up with my mom.  It was so strange; my grandmother had this weird smile on her face almost as if she was playing a joke and was about to get up any minute, but of course she didn't. But the night of the funeral, something told me go outside, and when I did I instantly looked up and saw the shadow of my grandma and another lady floating up towards the right side of the sky! I ran in and told my mom and everyone, but no one would believe me, even today they still don't.

Ashley Robinson, Memphis