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when my one library circulation supervisor friend's great-grandmother was in the last stages of dying and completely incommunicative, her one aunt who’s a little crazy said that they should do a ceremony to speak with her spirit, and so she began lighting candles
and putting them all over the room.
“She
wouldn’t like that,” said my one friend’s grandmother, to the one crazy aunt.
The
one crazy aunt kept doing that, though, and just as she had finished lighting the
candles and was beginning to do something else, suddenly there was a gust of
wind, and all the candles went out all at once, even though they were in many
different places throughout the room.
And,
my friend’s grandmother, who’s not at all superstitious, saw a black shadow
pass through.
And, it turns out the great-grandmother died right then.
Since
then, my one friend’s grandmother not only believes in the supernatural, but also that she saw
Death.
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