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Grandpa, life, and other things.

I wasn't going to write about the whole grandpa tihng because I knew I'd begin crying as soon as I started. Well for those of you who have read ConcreteAngel's journals, I am her little sister and you know already of my grandpa. If not my Grandpa has incurable adeno cancer. He is dying. He will die. For this I hate (insert your gods name here)_______. Considering its (insert gender) fault. I tihnk we're all taking this pretty hard but it pisses me off about how calm people can be. Grandpa was a father to me when I didn't have one. He taught me to fish and let me sit by him as he carved. I love my grandpa and when he dies I know I Will die inside as well. I don't like my faimly seeing me cry and I don't enjoy crying but sometimes it just happens. I really can't write anymore. I Wasn't going to write this in the first palce until my sister mentioned me. IF you read this thanks. Just...whatever.1

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P.S. Don't buy cherry toaster strudels. Their disguisting and taste like medicine.

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  • Naznomarn
    October 16
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    Oh my. I remember feeling more or less like that when mine was dying too =[
    It was not nice at all, never knowing when it's goingf to happen, just that it will =[

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