When I was 12, we lived in a private house in England, Chesterfield Derbyshire, It is quite known for its ghost hunts in the town centre, Much like Sheffield.
One Night I was sleeping with my brother, (we shared a room not a bed), I was lying on my back, even though I knew that causes sleep paralysis. I went to bed at 10 'o' Clock at night (22:00). My room was cold. I lifted my hand up to stretch it. However, when I did, I had a cold gush if air rush through me. Scared and superstitious, I went back to sleep, thinking the heating wasn't on. A few hours later, I was awoken to the sound of my name being calling out. I looked to see who it was and it was... My Great Grandfather. My Great Grandfather died months before I was born. He said to me
"I want you to take care of your friends and family, but for you, I want you to not go along with your mind, But with your heart, Good Luck!"
I then replied
"When can I see you again?"
"In time, I'll see how you do in later years"
He then vanished, I now knew I had a guardian angel, and I had nothing to worry about...
Can anybody tell me why he chose me, because I have younger cousins?