Bright Siders Share 18 Creepy Stories That Will Give You the Heebie-Jeebies

When I was between 5 and 7 years old, I would always have the same dream, it would happen 2 to 3 times a week.
I would dream that I would be with my uncle (he died a year or so after I was born) near this building in my hometown (mind you, I`m over 40 and that building is still there), so anyway I remember what I was wearing and everything, and were playing and he would pick me up, we were having fun.
I would tell my mother about it, and she would swear that couldn't be possible, because my uncle had some health issues and they wouldn't let him near me. So fast forward a couple of years and I'm still having those dreams. One day I tell my father (his brother) about it, as soon as I say it, my father went white. He says " I will talk with grandma, don't worry."
After that day I didn't have more dreams with my uncle.
Even after all this time I still remember everything about the dream, even some smells. But even if what my parents told me is true and my uncle never came too close to me. I miss him, and miss the happiness that I felt in that dream.