When it was the brink of my grandfather's death, nearly everyone was expecting it to happen. He was laid down looking so fragile, like he could break any minute. It was heartbreaking seeing him like that. He was feeling pain everyday and we couldn't do anything about it. About two days before his death, everyone went to say their possible last goodbyes. At this time I went to shed a few handful of tears in my empty, frigid, starless room. Prayers filled the …show more content…
But I locked myself in my parents room because the ruckus out in the living was too much for me. It was already past 8 o'clock and I already knew that they weren't going to be leaving anytime soon. So I decided to fill my ears with some encouraging Christian music and my eyes with a book called 5 Minutes with Jesus. Just as I finished reading a chapter of the book I saw my dad coming into the room, and in the hallway I heard some mutter, "Grandpa just pasted away..." I walked to my dad and hugged him as he cried and uttered some words I couldn't get into my head. I let go of him and walked back into empty, frigid, starless room. I closed the door shut and didn't even bother to turn on the lights as I fell on my knees and cried endless prayers. Eventually I came out of the room sluggishly to look at my grandfather, and there I heard cries