User blog comment:Svenny D./What do you WANT from me/@comment-3526767-20120224013608/@comment-4671453-20120225170406

My grandfather, who was shot in the thigh in the Vietnam War, died of bladder cancer after years of smoking. He lived across the U.S. from me, but he died at a hospital right near where I live, and I've been having weird hallucinations of him every time I stay up late, one time a black silhouette of his figure waved at me when I woke up and looked out the window.