>>9976956-continuing-
>he starts talking"Anon, I just want you to know that I'm okay now. It didn't hurt or anything but I won't be able to see you anymore"
"Why not grandpa? What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I'm just moving on anon."
"Oh, well I'll miss you!"
"I know anon, I'll miss you too but don't worry, we'll see each other again! And we can watch more Scooby-Doo."
"I hope so, I love Scooby-Doo"
"Tell your grandmother that I love her very much and that I will miss her"
"Okay grandpa, I love you too though!"
"I know anon, I love you so much but I have to go now, they're calling me, have a good one and I'll see you sometime in the future"
>Wake up sitting up in bedFound out he had died at 8pm that night, I can remember our conversation so clearly in my head and it's been like 10 years. Even typing this shit made me tear up a bit. Still don't know why that dream felt so real.
Dunno if anyone gives a shit about these lol but gave me something to do, if you want more I have a couple.