It was a warm fall day, my mum and I were on a road trip back home from visiting my brother(who was in the navy at the time). During the trip, we felt very cold, even with the heat on and we both felt like someone was watching us. So we decided to stop somewhere for lunch at this one out of the way place. The parking lot was empty(it was past the lunch rush) and we go inside and have a late lunch. We come back to the car and when we both got in, it reeked of cigarettes and it was pretty cold in the car(even though the sun was out and neither of us smoke). We both looked around the parking lot, which was empty still and merely shrugged it off before we got back to the highway. "Maybe someone took a smoke break?" My mum said but it smelled as if someone was smoking inside the car, not outside. After a while of driving, the smell went away and it finally began to feel warmer in the car, it was very strange.
When my mum was visiting a friend on the rez(my grandma was pretty sick at the time) she was giving her friend some things she found while walking along the beach when she was visiting me(I used to live in Virginia Beach and our rez is in canada along the border of michigan). Suddenly, a large shell she found was thrown off the table(it was situated in the middle of the table along with some smaller shells) into the wall and broke(it was a pretty thick shell). This wasn't the only thing that had happened, many other people had similar random experiences that lived on the rez and a bunch of people started panicking asking, "Who died?!" My grandma died that day around the same time that shell was thrown against the wall. Even I felt something that day while I was going to school, something that I couldn't really describe. My grandma had a very strong spirit and when she died it sent a shock wave through the entire rez. My mum's friend still has the broken shell, she was pretty bummed out when it broke.