MY GRANDDAD ALWAYS FORBADE ME FROM TOUCHING HIS MATTRESS — AFTER HIS DEATH, I FINALLY LOOKED INSIDE My grandfather passed away, and all he left me in his will was an old house. Now that he was gone, it was all I had of him. I missed the days when he was here. We had made so many memories here. He had become me father, mother, and best friend after my parents died in a car crash when I was just four. I loved spending time with him, and he understood me like no one else. Influenced by childhood memories, I suddenly remembered. “Grandpa’s mattress!” I had always wondered why he never allowed anyone to touch it. What was inside? At my own risk, I lifted the mattress and found an old envelope. I quickly opened it to find a diary; a couple of photographs and newspaper clippings fell out. Then I opened the diary, and my eyes widened in horror. “Oh my God!…⬇️ Full story in comments

Brooke stood in the doorway of her late grandfather’s bedroom, feeling her chest tighten as memories flooded back with relentless force. The familiar scent of old books, pipe tobacco, and …

MY GRANDDAD ALWAYS FORBADE ME FROM TOUCHING HIS MATTRESS — AFTER HIS DEATH, I FINALLY LOOKED INSIDE My grandfather passed away, and all he left me in his will was an old house. Now that he was gone, it was all I had of him. I missed the days when he was here. We had made so many memories here. He had become me father, mother, and best friend after my parents died in a car crash when I was just four. I loved spending time with him, and he understood me like no one else. Influenced by childhood memories, I suddenly remembered. “Grandpa’s mattress!” I had always wondered why he never allowed anyone to touch it. What was inside? At my own risk, I lifted the mattress and found an old envelope. I quickly opened it to find a diary; a couple of photographs and newspaper clippings fell out. Then I opened the diary, and my eyes widened in horror. “Oh my God!…⬇️ Full story in comments Read More