I saw dad in the room next to mine. In the dream, it felt like ages since I last spoke to him or did anything with him. He was there, metres away from me and I could hear him.
I called out to dad. I called out again...
I saw his face, his smile, I saw him wear that bright coloured blue and yellow jacket he loved to wear so much, I saw him wear this navy blue v-neck vest, shirt and tie. I saw him and his hair, the way it has always been combed to the side.
I felt this pain in my chest and I could hardly breathe. I chocked and shook awake from my dream. I found myself calling out to dad.
"Dad... Dad! Dad!"
It's been six years since I last saw him. Six years since he died.
Why did he appear in my dream now?
Why did I wake up crying...?
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