My Dad's Return

This story is about my father who passed away 2005, please note that this is NOT recent. It was six o'clock in the morning, and my mother and I went to go drop off my grandmother at work. When we arrived back to our house, my mother went to sleep while I stayed in the living room. While I was starting to fall asleep I was thinking about my future trip to New Orleans in the summer.

Then I could hear the voice of my father who had past away a year before. It told me, "I heard you were going to New Orleans this summer..." I tried to wake up, but something was holding me down for about 5 minutes. I was squinting my eyes, and I said "Daddy", and suddenly it stopped.

I went running to my mother's room and screaming "I SPOKE TO DADDY!" My mother said "No you didn't stop lying..." I told my mother it was true and she finally believed me.

After that we called my Aunt Susan to tell her what had happened to me, and she told us that when she had got home from work something was giving her the urge to go down stairs, (my father used to live there after the divorce). My aunt was frightened and did not go because she could not believe it.

Then a few days after my brother Hassan had a dream and my father said to him " Take good care of Natasha and Tarik (he is my other brother)..." My father loved us so much and wants to keep us safe, but seeing and hearing him did scare me but now I am fine and I always feel my father is with me.