Hey y'all!It's me, Kaida, and I'm going to write today in honor of all things good!... Not really, just wanted to tell you something weird and yet amazing.
About two days ago, my deceased grandpa's older sister passed away early in the morning. My grandpa had died way back in June of 2003, because he had liver problems, mainly from smoking.
And here's the weird part; my aunt had a dream the night my grandpa's sister died.
From what my mom told me, she had seen my grandpa standing in front of the mortuary that we had had his funeral in. He was weeping terribly, and finally my aunt gave my grandma a tissue and told her to give it to him.
But then, he wiped his eyes and started walking toward the entrance of the mortuary. Before he walked in, he turned around and waved goodbye to my aunt with a sad smile on his face. Then he turned back around and walked through the door, slowly fading away.
The dream ended, and my aunt soon found out about my grandpa's sister by word of mouth, and she told my grandma the story. My grandma told it to my mom, and I overheard it on the phone.
I didn't write this story to prove my family has strange talents like I do, I wanted to share it with you because I wanted to show you all how all that are deceased are still watching, no matter what.
Sigh, yes I know that I sound like those letters you all get from the churches, heck, I bet you think I'm going to advertise St. Joseph's or St. Martin's, but no. I really just wanted to share this with you.
I know this isn't in story format, but it still is a story. Please have respect and don't say anything rash. Oh wait, you all are smart, so you won't, am I right?
Well, that's it for now. Feel free to review, as long as it isn't bad.