Dear diary . . .

Dreams of the dead

Dear diary...                                                                                                                                                  11/01/15

I feel like i should explain what i meant about who i was talking about in my dream and what they said...

Not sure i feel as if i want to get it off my chest seeing as my family wouldnt believe and just say that im crazy or delusional... like they always do.

So in my dream i saw my grandmas father...he died years ago i never met him i only heard of him from my family and saw pictures of him yet...not everything they say is true.I know because i found my grandmas old diary while i was looking in the little shed outside for some lights to hang on my wall.

It was small but not too small, it had a pink plastic cover with a girl with brown curly hair in a pink dress in the front.It reminded me of my mother in a dress from her 15th.

I flipped through it before reading what was on it.There was only 2 pages that were written in it.How did you know it was my grandmas?I recognize that hand writing...always looked different from any others iv'e seen.

It was also only written in spanish my mother wouldve written it in both english and spanish.It said something about how her father was always hitting her and her mother and hoped they got away from him,wanting to go to america and start from scratch.The second page was about how her father died but never explained how he died said it was something about one of his organs failing and got sick.

After i read it i decided to put it back seeing as nobody knew that it was there and didnt want to raise suspicion that i knew how he was to my grandmother and her siblings.

In the dream i had he was sitting on a old looking couch that was white with flowers and stripes on it.He looked at me and said he wished he couldve lived longer to get to meet his first great grand child (me) seeing as my great grandmother had and is still alive.He also said that the up coming year things werent going to be the best for us and hoped we could pull through.I got a bit frightened...i mean who wouldnt...never met him in my life...was warning me about the future...i am afterall only 8 years old.

I was confused on to what would happen in the future when i woke up.To be honest i didnt believe who i saw in my dream, i got up and went to the altar and there it was...my great grandfathers photo in a frame sorrounded by candles.I noticed it was 3:12 am when i woke up.I couldnt go back to sleep because i was overthinking on what he said.

Guess i should just hope for the best and hope everything will be fine...

Tomorrow's another day.