Last night I was talking with my cousin and I remembered a story that happened with me. It´s about a dream but I didn´t remember if is true or false dream.
I was 9 years old and I was in my grandfather´s house. My cousin and me were playing in the living room and my mother and my uncles were in the kitchen talking. Suddenly we listening a noise. The noise came from my grandfather´s room, my cousin and me went to see what is.
When we see under the bed, we see a snake, we were afraid of course, but we ran to the kitchen and talked with my grandfather. He killed the snake, but when I woke up I saw that´s only a dream.
The story didn´t finish ,when I was 12 years old the same thing happened ,we were in my grandfather´s house and a snake appeared but I was not dreaming, I thing I had a déjà vu.
I´ll never forget this story.
