Location: Westville, Nova Scotia, Canada
The following report was sent into our website by Laura in January of 2005:
“This is a story of what happened to me 8 years ago. I was 17 at the time. When I was younger, I used to do a lot of babysitting. Especially for my aunt and uncle, who have 4 kids. So when they asked me to babysit this particular night in February, I didn’t think much of it.
Everything was going fine, nothing out of the ordinary. I was in the kitchen talking to a friend of mine on the phone, when I heard my cousin in the living room saying “There’s papa!”
I hung up the phone and went into the livingroom to see what was going on. It was about 9 pm so it was dark outside, not to mention they lived on a road with maybe 6 houses on it. I looked out the window and didn’t see anything.
I asked Nick, who was I think around 4 or 5 at the time, where he had seen papa (which is what we called our grandfather).
He said he had seen him outside in front of the house on the road. I asked if our grandmother was with him. Nick said no, and that papa had his “good” suit on. I didn’t know what he meant. He told me he had on his red tie and his suit that he wore to special occasions. I looked again, but saw nothing.
I kinda blew the incident off. Then later that night I got a phone call from one of my relatives saying that my grandfather had died in his sleep.
After what had happened earlier, I was understandably freaked out and upset.
The funeral was a few days later and sure enough, my grandfather was buried in the suit that Nick had seen him wearing the night he had died. This has definitely made me a believer in the supernatural.”