I Have Weird Dreams
Last night I dreamed of my deceased grand father . He passed away almost two months ago now from cancer, and we were very very close. Every week he would give me £10 for my lunch money...
In my dream, I was sitting in my grandparents living room and my grand father was lying dead on the sofa. All of a sudden he woke up, and we were all very confused, but pleased to see him. At first in my dream I began to think it was some kind of demon because his skin began to turn blood red (like the devil) but then it went back to normal. Everything seemed normal to me and my family and we were all conversing as usual when I took out my pone and texted my mother asking for £5 for lunch money, as soon as I was about to send the text my grand father turned around and threw me a £5 note and cheekily smiled and winked at me. For a while I was sat next to my grand father and he was holding me and stroking my hair telling me that he loved me, and after a while the whole family went to McDonalds (like we sometimes did) as it was one of his favorite places to eat.
When I woke up I was so comforted, at first I thought that the gesture of him giving me the money was a way for him to tell me that he is always watching over me and will always look after me. Strangely that evening before I fell asleep I spent a few minutes crying to myself, thinking about his death and the future possible deaths of my family members, a concept I can't grasp.
In my dream, I was sitting in my grandparents living room and my grand father was lying dead on the sofa. All of a sudden he woke up, and we were all very confused, but pleased to see him. At first in my dream I began to think it was some kind of demon because his skin began to turn blood red (like the devil) but then it went back to normal. Everything seemed normal to me and my family and we were all conversing as usual when I took out my pone and texted my mother asking for £5 for lunch money, as soon as I was about to send the text my grand father turned around and threw me a £5 note and cheekily smiled and winked at me. For a while I was sat next to my grand father and he was holding me and stroking my hair telling me that he loved me, and after a while the whole family went to McDonalds (like we sometimes did) as it was one of his favorite places to eat.
When I woke up I was so comforted, at first I thought that the gesture of him giving me the money was a way for him to tell me that he is always watching over me and will always look after me. Strangely that evening before I fell asleep I spent a few minutes crying to myself, thinking about his death and the future possible deaths of my family members, a concept I can't grasp.
By:
lucygartland
Age:
16-17
,
Female
