My mom came out of her room and my dad called us to him. He started to say that something bad happened but he stopped because he was getting choked up. He finally came out and said that grandpa had died. My heart jumped to my throat and stayed there I felt like I couldn’t breathe, at that point I didn’t think about anything I was completely thoughtless and speechless I couldn’t believe that my only grandpa that I ever had passed on and I would never see him again.
It must have been hard for my dad to loose his father but he took it like a man or at least what I could see but I knew things would get hard for him when he saw my grandma. We got to the funeral home after school to see my grandpa and what I saw was the craziest thing I have ever seen. It was a dead person, a real dead person and to make it worse it was my grandpa. When my grandma came from New York where (she was visiting family) she was sad but when she saw him there I knew she was absolutely crushed and that pretty much made it all real to me.
The sadness I thought was over but it was just beginning. After a Baseball game my uncle came over to pick up my cousin and to deliver grim news. He told us that my cousin Lola died in a car accident and she would be buried with my grandpa. That was the worst thing I have ever heard and will ever hear. I had just suffered the worst week of my life and for that reason my life is no longer like a T.V. show.