*When you and I were in the kitchen*
*My grandmother was telling me her experience when she was admitted to the hospital*
"I was lying on the hospital bed with a doctor in front of me... I asked the doctor to drink water"
(My grandmother's story)
*the doctor*
"No, you don't have to drink water now because your body will expel water because of the hose"
"You can just put some water on your lips."
*My grandmother was stubborn and drank water, but the water came out of her stomach quickly because of the hose's opening In her body*
(reality)
*The kitchen was filled with the sound of our laughter at my grandmother's story*
*Sorry to interrupt the innocence of the story, but.....happiness will end here*
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YOU ARE READING
꧁my grandmothe// is dead꧂
Short Story"When did you go?..." "Where did you go?.... " Death has no alarm clock to warn you...it takes the one you love at the time it wants" (It's my story..)
