Goodbye

Chapter 3~The Night I Found Out

I sat in the chair, by where she was going to be burried. The coffin lay on a green grass type thing, that's  on a metal holder, that puts the coffin in the ground. All I can think about is when me and my sister saw her in that hospital bed, because she wasn't breathing right, and how she had to get an oxygen tank so that she can breathe. Seeing her like that, tore me to pieces. And that smile that she had when we showed her the pictures of everybody. That smile that I love, the smile that always lit up the room. Then I remember the day...the day when I found out that she had passed. It was a Monday. My friend was staying over for the week, because her parents were gone. We were playing a game of monopoly in the basement, when my dad called everybody in the living room. We both walked upstairs, and sat on the couch. My mom and dad walk in. My mom's eyes look red from crying, and my dad was holding the phone. My brother Zak was sitting in the corner by the chair, and my brother is sitting next to my friend.

My dad patted the phone and said the words that broke my heart, "I got a call from Grandpa and your Aunt Jennifer, Grandma passed away this morning."

When I heard those words, I remember thinking, Oh my gosh, she's dead. She's really dead? I just remember being speechless. I remember wanting to cry, having the feeling to cry, needing to cry. But I just stared at the ground. Zak, though, started crying, and said "Are you serious? Really?" My mom came and sat by me, and put her arm around me, crying as well. My friend stared at me, not really knowing what to say. We all sat there for a while, then my dad said that the funeral was going to be that Friday, we were going to leave for Utah the next day, and my friend would have to go home.

Me and my friend went downstairs and cleaned up the game. While we did that, I didn't really say anything, and I tried to seem as happy as I could, but I just couldn't be extremely happy. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my friend look at me. "Are you ok?" She said. I replied with "Yea, I'm fine." I tried to sound happy, but I couldn't let out a smile. Not even a half smile. I wanted to just break down crying, but I didn't. She said, "Well, you seem sad." I really was sad, but she could probably tell. The only thing I did hide from me being sad, was me not crying. Other than that, I was so sad, the saddest I have ever been. "No, I'm fine."

I remember that night, I was sitting on my bed, and crying. I cried so long, and I wanted a hug, someone to comfort me, so I was hoping that my mom heard me. I kept on looking at the door, trying to see if she would come in. She was in the bathroom just on the opposite side of the hallway, so she had to of heard me. I got up, and peaked in the bathroom. She saw me, and then I ran back in my bedroom and sat on my bed. She walked in, and hugged me. I cried in her arms so long I got pink eye in my right eye from it.

It's so hard letting go. Letting the people you love slip away from your fingers. I know I'll see her again, but it's going to be hard to not be able to send her letters, or cards, or even make phone calls. It's hard. Very hard. You never know when someone you love could just die unexpectedly. 

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