The Oh, Hello and I have one spooky story for you today and this story comes from July 2nd 2024 and today's story

comes from Alyssa. First I want to say thank you for reading my first submission

the episode titled Lallery Mansion.

There is such a feeling of giddiness and excitement when you hear your story told.

I'm going to forewarn that this is potentially going to be quite long. I have many more experiences I want to share,

including the most recent occurrences that have not been pleasant. We will start with the lighter

end of the spectrum.

People tell stories all the time about their loved ones visiting them once they've passed.

I've been fortunate enough to have some visitations. Some of them are probably just dreams.

I am a very lucid, very vivid dreamer. I remember the vast majority of my dreams, even those that I had as a young child.

I have confused dreams for reality in the past and vice versa.

I've talked about a vacation that we've never had, but I've talked about a vacation that we've never had but I swear it happened and some

of them become deja vu incidents and hit me like a brick wall. Now and again I have deja vu about having a deja vu moment. Talk about a mind-fuck. Anyway, I digress. My maternal grandparents were my best friends. I was a Papa's girl through and through.

I loved him and as the first grandchild we had a very special bond.

He loved all of us and each of us had a unique relationship with him.

He was the gentlest, kindest person I have ever known.

He was generous, he was fun, he was everything and more.

I always had so much fun with him and we did everything together.

My grandpa passed away in April 2003 from lung cancer

when I was only seven years old.

Fast forward 13 years. Through a very long chain of events, bad relationships with

previous boyfriends, falling out with parents and friends, so on so forth, I ended up with

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