Black Shadows

When I was 12 I saw my first black shadow stand right in front of me,
it made me stop right in my tracks and think "what the hell could that be (?)"

I brushed it off and thought to myself "oh it was nothing I must be seeing things"
a couple days later my dad sat me down and said "sweetie grandpa is finally pain free and is flying with his new wings"
he passed away.

That same year I saw another shadow the exact same person figure all in black;
then my teacher told me my friend had passed away, I didnt believe her and she said "honey, he's not coming back."

Now I know these shadows have a meaning and I dont want to see them anymore,
why did they even start coming to me for (?)

A couple years later I see another;
damn whos it gonna be this time(?)
I didnt know him, but it was my fathers brother.

One year later the shadow appeared; only this time there were two,
I have a feeling this one is going to be hard to get through.
Exactly one week after 9/11,
I lost my baby sister and now shes waiting for me in heaven.

I cant take it anymore, why are they bothering me for (?)!
I want all this to end,
Im tired of seeing a shadow then have a funeral to attend.

Within the years more shadows came; family member went,
I really miss my sister; every time I pick up her clothes I can smell her sweet baby scent.

this poem here is true, i know people who see these, but nothing bad happens to them afterwards tho. does this happen to anyone?