When I was 8 years old, my mother took me to night vigil of her friend's father's house that I had never seen. When I was in night vigil, I was very bored, and just mumbled to the side..
And suddenly a man came to me and spoke to me,
He said, " You know, As long as you live, be happy everyday, because you never know when life will take you away.."
After a while, my mother called me and said we were leaving, and that I was going to say goodbye to the deceased. My hair stood up when I saw that the one on the coffin was the one who was talking to me earlier..
For several decades, this incident that reminded me of my suspicions has been stuck in my mind, and only then did I find out that it was the deceased's twin who was talking to me..
