AND2 years ago, the day before the Father's Day, I chose a photo of my grandfather, which I had not met before. And I said in the photo: “I would like to meet you.” That night I slept next to my grandmother. I woke up around 3:00 in mooring to get a glass of water. When I turned off the sink, I heard the steps entering my grandmother's room. When I fell into the room, I saw the figure, with a white fog next to my grandmother. I turned the scream when the character turned to me and saw my grandfather smiling at me. He looked so serene and cheerful. I blinked my tears when I watched him. He walked on the bed and stood a few feet from me. Then he disappeared with a smile and blink.
In the morning nobody believed me, except for my brother, who also witnessed him. My brother said he saw my grandfather too. I was very surprised that my brother, of all, also published him. My parents thought we were crazy. Although my grandmother later told me that she believed me and that she had a “dream” about the fact that she was talking to her. It was a very terrifying night, but I believe that I will see him another time. I hope it is so. Although I have never met my grandfather, I will always love him.
