This really isn't a ghost story, because my grandma was alive at the time, but when I was 5 years old, I was laying in bed when I heard footsteps come from the corner of my room. The corner was on the other side of the room from the door leading out of the room, and they came up to my bed. I then felt my blankets being pulled up to my neck, and a kiss on my cheek! Then the footsteps went back to the corner and were gone! At this point I screamed, my dad came in, I told him what had hapened, and he looked all around the room before finally saying, "it must have been your grandma"! It took me years before I understood his statement.

I still do not know for sure what happened that morning, but I know it was pretty freaky!