Chapter 2
This story takes place when I was about 5 or 6 when my great grandpa died.
My great grandpa Ralph died when I was little and he and I were close.
So when he died I spoke at the funeral and was sad, a few nights after I was woken up and saw my grandfather standing by my bed smiling like full on whole body clear features.
Now you might say that you would be afraid but I wasn't I was calm. After a few minutes of just looking at each other he dissolved into a mist I fell asleep after and I've never told anyone about it because I though they'd think I made it up as a way to cope but I'm 14 now and I want people to hear the truth.