April 19th, 2015
Since my father died, everything is weirder than usual. Yes, it's weird not having him around. Yes, everyone is acting weird because we all grieve in a different way. I don't mean that.
No, it's just... I've got the feeling his ghost is still around: since Sunday remote controles are moving, baskets suddenly fall down with great force...
I even think dad tries to communicate with me: there's a knocking on the bathroom door (when everyone in the house is downstaires), I hear someone whistling in my room (when everyone else is asleep), there's the tapping on my window....
If you close your eyes at night and concentrate, you can hear whispering. I can't understand the words, though.
I need to find a way to understand what he says.
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