ANDI was delayed on February 4, 2001. My grandfather was very diseased lately, so we placed him in the hospital. That night I couldn't sleep because I was worried about my penniless grandfather. But then I heard a deafening blow from under the bed. Like every child, I just lay down in bed with blankets above my head. Finally I fell asleep and I had a dream that I would drown. The only thing I saw while drowning was a figure from heaven. He looked more and more like my grandfather! He lifted me and released me and said that I was sturdy, but I didn't know what he was talking about. He said that I had to lend a hand my mother and other family members.
I woke up with fear, not knowing what was going on. I looked at the other side of the bed, and my grandfather smiled at me and stroked my hair. Kissing me good night, he said quietly that he loved me and that I had to stay away from a guy named Max Gibbison. He disappeared him. Early in the morning I heard my mother crying, saying that my grandfather died that night at 23:48!
I will never forget my grandfather.
