When I was 16 my best friend that I had been with since the day she was born was killed in a car accident. 3 years after she died I had a son who I always let know that his aunt lizzy loved him and watches over him and his would keep him safe. Well when he was about 3 he was standing in the hallway in our house staring into my dark bedroom and all of the sudden he starts screaming "mommy mommy look your friend is here to see me again!" So I went to the window to see if someone was at our house and I said "who? No one is here." And he very excitedly says "aunt lizzy is here again to see me! She's in your room!" Didn't scare me because I knew that if it was true that she was there to watch over him but scared the crap out of my fiancé.