We have about 3 or 4 dreams every night for 15-20 minutes. Even if it is just one of these dreams, we can remember them. I had my own dream about 4 months ago, and I still remember it. That day, my mother told me a lot about my grandfather, whose face I had never seen, and even showed me his photos.
That night, I fell asleep thinking about him all the time. When I slept, my grandfather, whose voice I had never heard, was standing in front of me. I hugged him tightly. I couldn’t do the things I wanted to do because I was moving unbounded in my dreams. First, my grandfather and I wore our best clothes at home and went out with permission from my grandmother. He asked me what I wanted to do, but since I always used the word “It doesn’t matter,” I also said in my dream, “It doesn’t matter, grandfather.”
My grandfather took me to his village. I love our village because it is a place without internet, and you can always spend time with animals. My grandfather and I fed milk to the cats, the chickens chased us, and finally, we were going to give food to the cows, but my grandfather and I both fell. We laughed, and our clothes got dirty. When we came back home, my grandmother was angry with us, but she didn’t say much, and we ate dinner and went to sleep immediately. When I woke up, my eyes searched for my grandfather, but when I realized it was a dream, I wished he was still alive.