Before you read this one, I recommend you read my previous story so you know a little about what I'm talking about in this one.
My grandpa Bill and I were very close, he practically raised me. I really don't know how to start this so I will just go right in to it. When I was sitting on my grandpas lap (I was about 5 or 6 and I remember the question like it was just yesterday), I asked him "Grandpa, when you pass away can you tell me that you're watching over me and that you are on your way to heaven?" His reply "Yes, Goobers." My grandpa passed away 2 days after my birthday, April 20th, 2008. I remember my mom, cousins, little brother, and I on our way to Sea World when my mom got the call. My aunt was hysterical. I knew right then and there (don't ask how, I was quite young too) that my grandpa had passed away. I don't remember what happened after that but I do remember a couple of dreams involving him.
We were in clouds just talking and then out of nowhere I break in to tears. My grandpa just kept telling me to stop crying and he was hugging me. I don't remember what happened after that other than me waking up crying. I had a few more but I'm in that situation where I can see the dream in my head but I can't say it in words. I really wish I could explain it more. The dream felt so real. In my previous story I mentioned that things would always happen in my room. I also mentioned the chimes in my room that would ring when there was no breeze/draft coming in. I bought those chimes for my grandpa on father's day. Also mentioned before was the story of the blind lady. This story still freaks me out.
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