When I was around two years old my dad heard me talking when he woke up. He walks into my bedroom and see's me having a conversation. Eyes open, pauses. He asks me who I'm talking to. I look at him, smile sweetly and say, "Grandpa".
He died when I was a lot younger and I never knew him.
It was the middle of the night.
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