When I was little, anytime I got upset I would think of my grandpa, or taotao, to comfort me. On one of these nights, I woke up after midnight to see a figure floating in the air. It hovered to me to show me his face, and IT WAS MY TAOTAO. I couldn't believe my eyes and was so frightened that I wished I had not had the experience. When I got out of bed later that morning, my hair was braided. I knew that when I had gone to sleep it was down. Taotao had always loved it when I wore my hair in braids. This experience was terrifying, and I pleaded with my grandfather's spirit to leave me in peace. For three nights in a row, he visited me, then the visits became sporadic. Finally, when my family moved to Texas, the haunting stopped.

Gabby, TX