Today I got on the bus for a new and exciting week of 4th grade. At lunch I decided to sit with this boy. We talked about favorite video games and then, snap! We became best friends.
It was just your regular Tuesday. I had lunch with my best friend Sam. I went to L.A. with my other best friend Ian. And I went home so I could relax.
Ugh. It's already Wednesday. Ugh. I don't feel well. Well I guess I'm sick so I'll go back to sleep.
Ok it's Thursday and I just got off the bus and I walked home. Once I opened the door my mom was crying. I asked my dad what happened and he told me that my grandmother died. I stared to cry and cry.
It's been two days since I heard he news and I went back to school. I missed two days because I was still grieving.
It has been one week and today is the funeral day and all I can think about is that this is my last day to see her and when they lowered the casket I clenched my fists and tried not to cry even though the tears never stopped.
Five years have passed now. Back then I was quiet and only helped myself. Now, even though I'm still quiet I want to help others. And I know I have grown as a person. I'm sure that my grandmother, wherever she is... I bet she is very proud.
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