I can't imagine how hard is it gonna be when my grandfather dies. I bawled my eyes out for two weeks straight after my dog died.
i cried for a couple hours and fell asleep for the rest of the day when my hamster died. i dreamt about her. (she was like, the BEST HAMSTER EVER, NOT EVEN KIDDING.)
at least other kids can live and stuff.
Huh?
Also i forgot to tell you my grandma that died was from skin cancer in her breast. they took one off, but the infection was already in her chest. we saw her one last time. a year later almost, we went back to visit arizona. (every year i visit that side of my family) we were on the drive, and she hadn't died yet. the first day at about 6:00 we got a call saying she was in a coma.
The little kids and my mom immediately burst into tears. i didn't know how to deal with it and (still don't know how to) didn't cry. it wasn't until we reached them when i started crying. She died at night before we got over there. everybody was playing cards, and i was fine, until the thought came back into my mind again
I'll never see her again. That really hit me hard, and i bawled for a looong time.
