When a Frightening Moment Became a Heartfelt Reminder

An elderly lady phoned 911, saying she saw a shadowy figure lurking in her backyard. When the policemen arrived, the door was unlocked. They walked in and found her silent, seated facing the window. There were no signs of anyone attempting to break and enter. They did, however, find that her hands were gently folded in her lap and her gaze was fixed on the garden outside. When the officers approached and softly called her name, she blinked as if waking from a long daydream. She explained that she had seen someone standing near her rose bushes—a tall, quiet silhouette that lingered for several minutes before fading into the darkness. Though frightened, she had remained at the window, hoping help would arrive quickly….CONTINUE READING IN BELOW

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