Yesterday night the most weird thing have happened to me. I was at my grandparents house, having a great dinner, almost like a Christmas dinner. At the table were my grandparents, my mom, my dad and my uncle. Outside of the house, a strong, noisy and agressive wind blows the trees against the windows, making a moan that could scare eaven the most angry man. After ending the dinner, I hold my glandparents tightly and thank them for comming to visit me while a painfull crying crossed my face. Ghost run against the walls and a black shadow came towards me while my grandparents figure starts to vanish in the air. I woke up and asked myself where was I? I was sleeping and dreaming with a visit from my dead grandparents tonight.