This is a story about my family and about heaven. I believe in God and I really believe in this story too. Hopefully, you might write a comment or experience that is like this one. Please read on.
My family and I were really close with my grandfather named Charlie. He was the nicest man I had ever known and many people agreed to that too. My grandfather was also really close with his sister. They were like best friends. But then, my grandfather passed away in 2005 and his sister (who's kind of like my great aunt) has been sad ever since.
When she came to visit my grandmother, and my siblings and I, she told us a story that I thought was truly inspiring. She told us how unhappy she has always been, and that a few weeks ago she had this dream that was about my grandfather. She told us that in the dream she could see my grandfather and she said to him "Charlie, Charlie where have you been?, I've missed you." He said to her "Don't worry, I'm in a better place now."
I don't quite remember the ending because my aunt told me this a while ago, but I still think that my grandfather really was there and trying to make her feel better. I know that my grandfather is in heaven and watching over my family and I.