I think it's him.

Just two days after my older brother of 15 died I was rereading a book to find a piece that I had wanted to read to him the night he died (before he went to sleep). While I was reading I heard someone whisper "Erika!" (<---That's my realy name) sorta loud. My eyes widened and I looked around but no one was even thinking about me at the time.

Another time, still a few days after my brother died, I was in my sister's hotel room because I was too scared to sleep in my room which was only a few doors down from where my brother died. Anyways, for some reason in the night I woke up. I saw this shadow standing at the foot of my sister's (and her husband's) bed just watching them. Then it walked to the bathroom sink and started looking at the stuff that was on the counter, which belonged to my sister. I gasped because I was holding my breath (I was so freaked out) and then the shadow turned and ran towards the door and faded until there was no more (gradually as it got neared to the door).

There was another time when I was in my house and I was cleaning up my dog, Charlie's, "mess" from the dining room (you can see inside my parents bed room from the dining room and you take a right and there is a kitchen). I was walking with the messed paper towel in my hand and was walking to the kitchen when I froze. My dad had gotten up from the family computer (which is right by my parent's bedroom door), and I watched him walk to the kitchen for something to drink. Well, right where my dad was just sitting, I saw my brother: leaning forward, his eyes fixed on the screen (like he always did when he was alive). Then suddenly he was gone and my dad walked back into his room and sat down where I had just seen my brother. I was finally able to move again. The whole time I watched this my mouth and eyes were wide open (perfect for little buggies to fly in, huh?).

Tell me what you think about this and what you think it means.

It really hasn't.