My Brother

My brother was murdered. He left behind two brothers and me, His only sister. I had a dream about him that felt so real. He called me on a landline telephone, which would make sense, because He passed away before cell phones. I saw the long coil on the receiver that I was holding. I was standing in my door starting at my grandpa's house as I heard his voice on the other end. I was shocked. I said how are you calling me? you're dead. He said to me, I'm not dead, I'm down here at grandpa's, come visit me. Then I woke up. I've always thought he was in my grandpa's house. Lots of strange paranormal activity happens there often. I think this was his way of telling me that there is life after death, that he's ok, and He comes to visit us often.