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also a bonus page. i wasn’t really sure if i should’ve upload it because it’s really, really personal, haha… the text in spanish says the following:
today i dreamt with my grandpa, again. i was in the kitchen, when suddenly, i heard steps. i didn’t pay much attention to it because i thought it was my brother.
i turned and he was there, as if not a single day had passed since he left us.
i simply exclaimed “grandpa! what are you doing here??” he answered that he wanted to say hi, that it had been long since he came by.
i started telling him that i had a job, that life went well and that we really, really, really missed him.
he told me that he also missed us and that he was really proud of us.
that he still loves us.
it was then when i woke up.
summers aren’t the same without him.