Happy Coffin

[Supernatural + Coffin Carrying] My grandpa is a weirdo. He is a coffin bearer who specializes in carrying coffins for the dead. I remember when I was a kid, one night I woke up from peeing. I wanted to go out to pee, but I noticed there was light in the main room (living room). I cautiously peeked from behind the door, and it turned out to be grandpa. But the light was not a lamp, but two white candles. The gleaming white wax is especially eye-catching. What's even weirder is that I asked my grandpa the next day, but he refused to admit it and said that I was dreaming. This kind of thing has happened many times, but to say that it completely changed my view of my grandfather, it must start with my graduation from college. I finished my studies that summer and took the train and reversed the bus back home. I was just dragging my luggage outside the door before I entered the door. I saw my grandfather sitting lonely in the yard, holding a wooden stick in his hand.