My grandfather died when I was like eight and one night i was sleeping in the bed with my grandmother and she was sick and I woke up and could see my grandfather standing in the window and out of the window at the moon. I will always remember it because she had very heavy drapes that couldnt be moved by the wind and I could see the full moon. My mom said he was just worried about my grandmother and came to check on her. I also saw him get into the bed with us one night when I was sick and I snuggled up to him my grandmother woke up and told my mom it looked like I was sleeping on somebody and all the pillows were on the floor. I was never afraid though just comforted.

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