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Day 11- A Deceased Person

Day 11- A Deceased Person

 Dear Grandma,

     I remember the day you died, April 20, 2010. It was like the world stopped and all I could think was I didn't even get to say bye to you. Honestly, I don't think anyone did. You weren't able to talk, move, sometimes even breath. I can't help but cry at the thought of you. I can't help but look away everytime I see a picture of you. Your son can't even look at me sometimes, because I look like you.

     You usually came to us when you were sick. My mom would take care of you and you said that I'd turn out just like her. You said you were grateful for me because I took care of you when you should have tooken care of me. What I can't get over is that I didn't take care of you. I feel like I did it. I probably made you sick. I'm probably the whole reason any of it happened. You can't really expect me, a clueless person, to know the first thing about taking care of someone.

     I really wish you were here. Maybe life would be just a bit easier. Your son probably wouldn't want you to see him like this, but I know you. You're watching over him right now, making sure he isn't doing anything stupid. You were all he really had left. He didn't talk to his brothers or sister. I don't even know. I always imagined writing a letter to you, but I never knew it'd be like this.

     I'm a horrible granddaughter, I really am. Just weeks ago I found out your name was Lyla. I honestly find that a beautiful name. Right when I saw it, I knew I wanted to name my daughter that..if I even have kids. I also remember wanting you to meet..him. I bet you would've liked him. You would've like anyone for me, who knows. I just know you wanted me to be happy. And I wanted you to be happy too. I love you, grandma.

     Rest In Peace.

P.S. My alias name comes from my grandma, just spelled differently :) Please excuse any mistakes.