Grandpa

From: Charlie (Whatswrongcharliebrown@yahoo.ca)
Story type: Ghost
Location: My bedroom
Source: Form Submission

I just stumbled onto this site, and am amazed. I truly felt that I was alone, or really in need of some 'help' when my event happened. When I was 8 years old, my favorite person on the earth passed away. My grandpa. I was his 'angel'. Out of all the grandkids, I spent the most time, pretty much every day, with him. Called him, spent the nights, everything. (I was spoiled, I know this) :0)

After he passed, my life, even for an 8year old, started to go down hill. I started to smoke at 9, and started to steal alcohol at about 10-11. At sixteen I was a full fledged alcoholic. I started to running away , my father left us, and finally left home and ran away to the states at 17.

I remember one night trying to fall asleep on the loveseat(that was my bed) and feeling really 'low'. (I never realized it was depression, and not just a bad day until a few years ago, I'm 30 now.) Anyway, I remember lying there and thinking of the different ways to die. Being in a big city, there was alot of them. Just walk down the wrong street would do it. Especially for a little white girl from Canada.

I suddenly could smell a cigar. Neither of my two roommates smoked, let alone had cigars. But I could smell it, clearly. The neighbor up stairs was away and no one was staying in his place, so it wasn't from up there. I sat up and could see someone sitting in the chair across the tiny room from me. The grey hair, neatly combed, the button up short sleeved shirt and the cigar hanging from his mouth. I watched him get up and sit near the top of the love seat, the end near where my head was and I could feel a hand lightly touching my face. Gently washing over my eyes. I don't even remember closing my eyes.

I woke up the next day and felt a hundred time better. In the next week we all came home. It was a long road, but I have fixed all my wrongs and have stepped away from alcohol and smoking. I had a couple of drinks a few years ago, and ya know what? I stopped, I didn't want it anymore. I left the party being unpopular, but sober.

i have two wonderful children and love the little job I have. I remember the comfort and security to this very day, I make sure my kids feel the same way every day, loved.