I have had a few strange experiences in my life. I have always found myself to be one of these people that are close to the paranormal.
When I was a young girl, I lived with my mother and my younger sister Janie. We lived in a Council flat and I and my sister shared a room. When I was growing up my mother would tell me all sorts of stories about my Granddad Chris. He was in the Navy and travelled a lot when she was young. He was known in my home town as a strong and great guy. He was quite wealthy and would go out of his way for anyone.
When I was 2 year's old he passed away. His body eventually gave in, too much alcohol abuse. Apparently as a young child I took a big liking to my Granddad and I loved him very much. He used to eat a lot of chocolate, and that is how I believe I became addicted to it and loved it so much. I only really have one memory of my Granddad and I have always found it a strange one.
One night, I was sleeping in my bed and I had a very strange dream. I must have been around 8 or 9 years old at the time. In this dream I was surrounded by pure white clouds. I remember a set of stairs forming; leading me up to what I believe was Heaven (or something quite similar). When I got to the top, there he was, my Granddad. He held out his hand and smiled at me. He looked very friendly and I remember being over come with happiness. Then I saw a table and his dairy milk chocolate lying upon it. I looked over at him and I saw that he was not looking, so I took some and laughed. I was being cheeky. He caught me but it was all happiness, he was letting me know that he always knew I had done that and it was okay. Then I woke up, and felt very strange.
The thing is, I know this sound's like a dream but it didn't feel like it. It felt different. I told my Mum about it and she told me that before he died I used to do that to him all the time. It seemed strange that 7 year's later out of no where I would re-live it; except experience it as new at the same time. It really did feel like my Granddad was just saying hello to me and making me feel like everything was going to be okay. I remember times had been very hard back then!
I have always remembered this as a strange and wonderful experience! And thinking about it now makes me want to cry tears and smile at the same time. I just wish I could have known him more! And I know that he is always watching over us! Storing up chocolate bars for when it's my time to join him.
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As for what you experienced,
You said it yourself, that you had some bad times when you had that dream. It was your grandfather's way of helping you remember some of the good times you had so that it would be easier for you to get though the bad times you faced.