I'm unsure of how to take this feeling, or feelings so sorry if im out of words of lose track fast. I spent my whole night dodging looking at old pictures and memories, and shoot hoops and listened to the Dirty Heads. I'm unsure for what lies next, or how to understand coping with this. But I'll be moving into his house, so yeah.
-Memory- There are so many of them ill try to do one a day at least, one time Me, Grandpa and Bryce (my older brother) were at an ice cream shop, and for the first time my brother was getting a double scoop, and as soon as we get to the table I face first fell into his ice cream and onto the floor.
I'm not going to school tomorrow for I almost broke down today, so if anything happens I'll update you all in my next chapter
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Cancer
Non-FictionThis is a journal for those who want to read it, my grandpa passed away and the story describes how I'm dealing with it.
