It was winter, I had to pee.
3 am. My bladder was blasting.
I had to, had to go.
So, I got up.
The position of the restroom in my house is such that you could see my grandmother’s bed. Head to toe.
And I have a bad habit of looking around.
And so I was peeping around, and then I saw,
She was standing there, at the head end of my grandmother’s bed.
Looking down upon her.
At first I thought I was half asleep so I was seeing things.
I decided to empty my bladder.
When I was out, I peeped again.
She was still there.
A dark, slender, feminine shadow.
I went back to my room, my neck was tickling.
I didn’t look back again.