When I was 4 years old my grammar died. It was my Dad's mum and he was very upset and so was I.
One night I was very ill so I went in my mum and dad's bed. That night I heard a voice it was coming from the wardrobe I was to scard to move, my mum and dad were fast asleep.
Anyway the voice said "Goodbye Christopher. I love you, say goodbye to dad for me."
This might of been a dream but it seemed so real. Suddenly the phone rang now it was midnight so my mum picked it up but it was dead......
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