Her Boyfriend's Ghost-A True Story

I remember the horror that came with a scream from the casket above on the night of the dream. I stood, looking up as it floated in space where he stared down at me with cold death on his face. Awakened, still shaking and rattled inside, I'd just seen the place where my best friend had died. A dream so prophetic in every detail, that it still, to this day turns me queasy and pale. The following day brought the horrible truth that my friend really died in the prime of his youth. He crashed through the windshield and rolled far away where deep in the bushes, his dead body lay. Well, later that year we were caught by surprise by what happened one night right in front of our eyes. While visiting the home of his lost love affair, we witnesses saw his ghost float through the air! The tall shadow entered the room, through a wall; from the energy blast, I went into a fall! While floating away, never touching the floor, it entered her room through a tightly-shut door. The image, distinct in its form and its size was undoubtedly him, which nobody denies! It's strangely romantic that love would compel her dead boyfriend's return just to bid her... "Farewell"?