OK, this is a dream that I repeatedly had at least once a month when I was somewhere around 4 or 5-ish for many years, and then it wasn't so often and finally stopped when I was about 9 or 10-ish. It's a little weird though, because my grandfather had died like a year or two earlier, then I started having this dream.... It starts out with my grandfather and me on this kind of car looking thing. It's just like a big piece of wood with wheels and a steering wheel sticking out, no walls or doors, like something a little child would imagine, I guess. Anyway, we are sitting on this "car" going down the street in front of my old house that I had lived in for about 12 years I think. At the end of the road, there's a hard right turn, and we were going so fast in the car-thing, that we hit the curve pretty hard, and my grandfather (not a small man) started to fall over the edge of the car. I grabbed his hand, but I don't remember yelling or saying anything. I remember just looking at him for a second. Then, he smiled and let go of my hand. That's when I wake-up.... ¤Sailor Sun¤ How it changed my life:I don't know...maybe my grandpa was just trying to tell me that he loved me, because in the dream he didn't want to take me with him and get hurt?
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