When I was a little girl, about 3 or 4 I remember my Papa (grandfather) being really sick because of his cancer. Well I was his favourite little grand daughter and I guess the only person that he ever showed affection to. Anyways back to the story.
On the 27th of May my Papa passed away but earlier that night well he was still in the hospital, I was in bed at my house and he was in the hospital dying. But I never knew this because I doubt 3 year olds do. Well I was in bed half asleep I heard someone walk into my room, thats about the point in which I opened my eyes and I looked beside my bed and my Papa was standing beside my bed. I looked up at him and said oh there you are Papa I was getting worried about you, then he replied I'm so sorry Jasmin I can't stay long I'm going on a trip far, far away and I won't see you agian for a very long time...but remember this I love you very much and I'll miss you. With that he kissed me on the forehead I said I love you too and he walked out of my room.
When I woke up the next morning my mother and my Nanny (grandma) was crying, and it was my Nanny's birthday so I didn't know why everyone was so sad. Then my mother picked me up and said Jasmin Papa is gone to Heaven with the angels and won't be coming back.
I told my mother how he came into my room last night and kissed me, she said that is impossible be passed away last night...around 7:30pm and back in the day that would of been my bedtime.
Well no one believed me and to this day I am now 15 and I still see him almost everywhere I love him with all my heart and he is my hero still.
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