Plenty of ghost stories exist,
but none ever experienced by me.
The most recent was after
the third one went, because
for some reason, the elderly always
die in threes; within weeks of each other.
In the nursing home, she closed
her eyes for the last time, and
the grandfather clock she had in her
room was so grieved at the thought,
that it keeled over; glass shattering;
having nothing left in this cruel world without her.