My Grandfather Dream

by Just Eight

Every night I predict what will happen the next day. On the night of my eight birthday last year I had a dream that my great grandfather died that night. I woke to a SUPER cold chill and there he was at the end of my bed waving. I of course fainted and the next morning I forgot about what I saw and just said it was a dream. Then, the phone rang it was my mumum (grandmother) she said that Papy Dock never woke up from his sleep.

The next day at church during joys and concerns I told them all with tears in my eyes. But strangely before he died I was very scared and nervous about something but what? I ignored it like an idiot and never told. I was too scared to tell of this experience, I thought people would say I am crazy or something, but right now I can still hear a noise like it is saying "Thank you for crossing me over, wolf" a little girl's speaking and I am freaked out because she is talking to me!!!!!!