So I am new to this site. My first story begins with my grandfather, my mom's dad. He had got killed when she was about 10-12 years old in Mexico. Well my grandmother remarried and we never really speak about him. We do have a picture of him with my grandmother when they were very young. I have no idea what he looked like when he was killed. Maybe about a month ago I had a dream that it was my niece's baptism (which is coming up this Sunday) and that one of my cousins asked me to dye her hair. I told her to go downstairs but as I was walking down the stairs she is rushing up with a pale face and said that our grandfather was looking for me. I was a little confused. I thought my stepgrandfather.
I open the door to my room and my mom's dad is standing there. The weird part is I can't see his face. I don't look up. I just see from his shoulders down. And he hugs me and tells me in Spanish to tell my mom that he misses her. But he was a ghost. I can see right through him. As he is hugging me I wake up and my room was dark. I realize that someone was on top of me as I look to my side (I sleep on my stomach). I see a solid black shadow like if its their shoulder there. I was really being hugged. I got so scared, closed my eyes tight and asked them to get off. Then they did. I told my mom and she was just in awe because I have never been curious about him or anything. Why did he come to me?
About 2 days later my mom told me that she was in my sister's room the day I had the dream (which is next to mine). She was looking out sitting on her bed on the phone and she saw something black run out of my room; a shadow but it was a big blob. It wasn't in some kind of form. And she thought she was imagining things. So I figure that when it got off me, my mom saw it run out of my room. I just don't understand what was the purpose of the dream. Why didn't he go to my mom? Thanks for reading.