ABOUTNe Night, me and my mother talked about ghosts and whether she believes in them. She told me this story. Many years ago, when I was very miniature, my mother and dad did not get very well, mainly because his mother did not praise her. One day my mother could not find my father anywhere, so she approached his mother, and she said angrily: “He left you! For good, and that's all I have to say” and she slammed the door in my mother's face. Weeks weeks, and my mother was in despair. She said that she and her own mother were the best friends, and then she regretted that her mother was there to aid her in this situation. But both her father and mother did not live about 5 years at that time.
One night she had a dream that walked on a lethargic road, the one home from her childhood, and she said that her mother was at the end of Lain. Her mother talked to her and said: “Don't worry about anything, he just went to the sea, but she would come back soon, don't worry about children.” She woke up and that day my dad knocked on the door. Then he told my mother where he was. “I was in London with my brothers,” he said. Of course, there was no special reason why he should have left, I think he saw another woman, at least I think his mother thought so, and to this day my mother remembers that she has a dream, so now I feel a little better when I tell her about all the strange things that work.
