Whoa. That’s the kind of thing that’d make me drop my phone. First thing I’d do is check if the account got hacked—sometimes inactive profiles are easy targets for bots. If the message seems off (like asking for money or linking to weird sites), definitely don’t engage.
But if it’s just a random ‘hi’ or an old chat popping up, it could be a tech glitch. I remember Facebook once sent me notifications for years-old comments like they were new. Grief’s hard enough without algorithms stirring things up. Maybe take a breath before reacting—delete if it feels sketchy, save it if it brings you peace. Either way, be gentle with yourself.
This kind of thing messes with your head in ways that are hard to describe. I knew someone who got a friend suggestion from their late brother’s profile years after he passed—turned out a relative had reactivated the account to save photos. Social media doesn’t always handle death well, and ‘ghost’ accounts can linger or get revived accidentally.
If it’s a direct message, I’d screenshot it and compare it to past conversations. Scammers sometimes clone profiles or use old data to impersonate people. It’s terrifying, but it happens. On the flip side, I’ve also seen folks find comfort in stumbling across old comments or likes from loved ones—like a tiny, unexpected reminder of them. Maybe it’s worth asking yourself: does this feel like a sign, or does it feel like something’s wrong? Trust that instinct.
Losing someone you love is one of the hardest things anyone can go through, and suddenly seeing a message or notification from them can feel like your heart stops. I’ve heard stories of people encountering this—sometimes it’s a hacked account, other times it’s a cruel prank, but there are also cases where old messages resurface due to glitches or delayed notifications. Facebook’s algorithms can be weird like that.
If it’s a recent message, my gut says to check the details closely. Look at the timestamp, the language used—does it sound like her? If something feels off, it might be worth reporting the account to Facebook. Grief can make us vulnerable, and there are unfortunately people who exploit that. But if it’s an old message popping up unexpectedly, it could just be the platform acting up. Either way, I’d recommend talking to someone you trust about it. Sometimes, sharing the weight of something like this helps more than trying to figure it out alone.
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I once made a promise to the top actress in the industry.
If I publicly proposed to her 99 times on livestreams, she would, on the hundredth, officially launch our relationship.
But when the hundredth proposal came, she was on a private yacht kissing a new rising actor. Her smile had been so sweet and carefree.
I became a complete joke.
Feeling guilty, she texted me: [I will say yes on your 101st proposal.]
She entered my livestream, looking like a goddess had descended to earth.
As she looked on, I lit all one hundred love letters I had ever written for her, as well as the stomach cancer diagnosis I had hidden inside.
“There will be no 101st time, Miss Ford.”
Seven years after my death, an engagement invitation from my ex-girlfriend arrives at my house.
Back then, I had broken up with her in my lowest, most desperate days and married someone else.
Now, she has reinvented herself as a rising powerhouse worth hundreds of billions, driven by revenge and eager to see me regret everything and beg for mercy.
Unfortunately for her, I am not the one who shows up.
She looks around in open contempt, convinced my absence means guilt, shame, and fear.
When I finally appear, all she sees is an urn.
The buzzing of my phone in the middle of the night jolted me awake.
On the other end of the line came a voice I could never forget.
It was my daughter!
However, she died three years ago!
The phone had fallen and disassembled and the call, disconnected.
"Who, who, who are you?" She became a heavy stutterer in an instant.
The man who stood at the door to the kitchen walked forward and the light illuminated his features.
He was lean and tall, very tall. Dressed in a white long sleeved shirt and dark suit pants, the few exposed parts of his body were ashen, lifeless and cold, like a bleak winter day.
"Marry me." These were the two words that came from the deathly pale lips of his emotionless face...
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Moving away from her overprotective parents, Geneva thought that she could finally lead a stress-free life. This was ruined when a ghost demands intimacy with her, his soulmate, to recover his lost memories and body.
Right after I die, my wife goes on a date with her first love.
I once told her, "If I die, I swear I won't love you in the next life."
She scoffs. "Gladly. But people like you live forever, don't they?"
Just as she wishes, I die.
However, right then, she holds my urn close, whispering, "Are you still mad at me?"
On the seventh year after the breakup, I receive a package from Clarence Fraser. All 44 pounds of said package consist of the stacks of chat history I have with him in the past.
Soon, Clarence's text appears on my phone screen.
"Wanna meet up? I'd like to tell you something."
I pause momentarily before responding with a "1". That number signifies rejection.
Then, I turn my phone off.
After wiping my sweat off with a towel, I pick up another crate of fruits and continue promoting them to the customers loudly, as though nothing has happened.
It's been so many years, and I don't know why Clarence decides to text me all of a sudden.
Similarly, he doesn't know that I've already become someone else's wife a long time ago.
Losing someone you love is one of the hardest things to go through, and it’s completely natural to look for signs or connections that feel like they’re still with you. I’ve seen so many stories online about people getting messages from accounts they swear belong to their loved ones—sometimes it’s a hacked profile, sometimes it’s a cruel prank, and other times it’s just unexplained. Technology can be eerie like that. But emotionally, I think it’s worth asking yourself what you need from these messages. Are they bringing comfort, or is it keeping you from healing? Grief plays tricks on the mind, and social media adds this weird layer where it almost feels like the person is still 'there' in some way.
I remember reading about a guy who kept getting friend suggestions from his late brother’s old account—turned out it was just Facebook’s algorithms reactivating dormant profiles. It’s heartbreaking how those little glitches can feel like miracles. If you’re getting messages, I’d say screenshot them and maybe show someone you trust. Scammers target grieving people all the time, and the last thing you need is someone preying on that vulnerability. But if it’s giving you a moment of peace? Hold onto that feeling, even if the source isn’t what it seems.
Losing someone you love is one of the hardest things to go through, and seeing messages from them pop up on Facebook must feel surreal and painful. I can't imagine how disorienting that is—like being stuck between grief and some strange digital haunting. First, I'd check if these are old messages resurfacing due to a glitch or scheduled posts she might have set up before passing. Facebook has a 'Memorialized Accounts' feature where loved ones can request to turn a profile into a tribute page, which stops notifications and prevents logins. If it's actively sending new messages, that's... unsettling. Maybe someone has access to her account? You could report it to Facebook for investigation. Beyond the technical fixes, though, this might be a sign to step back from social media for a while. Grief doesn't follow a timeline, and seeing her name in your inbox could reopen wounds. Sometimes, the healthiest thing is to mute or archive those conversations, even if it feels like letting go.
If it’s not a technical issue, consider whether someone might be impersonating her—either maliciously or out of their own unresolved grief. I’ve heard of cases where friends or family members log into a deceased person’s account to 'keep them alive' digitally, not realizing how distressing it is for others. A direct but kind message to mutual connections might clarify things. And if it’s truly unexplained… well, I’d lean into rituals that help you process loss offline. Light a candle, write her a letter, or visit a place that reminds you of her. Social media makes grief so public and messy; reclaiming private moments might bring more peace than any algorithm ever could.
Losing someone you love is one of the hardest things to go through, and the idea that they might still be reaching out to you can feel both comforting and unsettling. I've seen a lot of stories about hacked accounts or scammers targeting grieving people, so it's important to be cautious. If the messages feel off—like they're asking for money or sharing links—it's almost certainly a hoax. Facebook has had issues with impersonation, and sometimes old accounts get reactivated by bots.
That said, grief messes with your head in weird ways. I remember a friend who kept getting spam emails from an address similar to her late father's, and part of her wanted to believe it was him. It might help to talk to someone you trust about this, or even reach out to Facebook's support if you're unsure. The last thing you need is someone exploiting your pain for their gain.
The first thing that comes to mind is how unsettling this must feel. I've heard stories about hacked accounts or even memorialized profiles acting strangely due to glitches. Facebook has a feature where accounts of deceased users can be turned into memorial pages, but sometimes old messages or automated posts might still appear.
Another angle is the emotional one—grief plays tricks on us. Maybe you’ve been hoping for a sign from her, and your brain is hyper-sensitive to anything that feels like a connection. It’s worth checking your message requests or spam folder too; scammers sometimes impersonate people, exploiting vulnerable moments. Either way, it’s okay to feel shaken by this. Talking to someone you trust might help unravel what’s really going on.