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I remember when I was 16 years old. I looked up at a mirror in my mother's bedroom and caught a glimpse of my grandfather, who had passed away about 9 years previously. I've never seen it since. Ghost? I don't know, but I like to think of it as him looking out for us. It still gives me a lot of comfort to remember that moment.


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