It was the day after my grandfather died that we were all in his house which is three floors below our own house. There were many people in our house and so we (me and my sister) went to our own house.
There is no lift so we had to walk up as usual. After all guests had gone, my mother was alone in my grandfathers house.
I and my sister were in our room playing CDs. My father came into the house and asked if we'd brought the keys with us. He didn't enter the room. But we went out to see him and there was no one there! When our door closes you can make out that someone has entered or left but there was no sound.
We immediately called my mother to ask her whether dad had come up to get the keys and she said that no dad was here all the time, in fact he's in front of me right now.
We called up dad on his mobile after that to make sure if he was actually there or not and my dad picked up. I asked him where he was and he asked me to look out of the window. I did and you know what? My father was standing outside waving goodbye to the last guests. My father was in three places at the same time. I still haven't found out how?
Sent in by Sonali Mukherjee, Copyright 2010
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