One day I woke up a heard my mother crying downstairs.I ask her what happened she told me "that grandma died last night in her sleep."Then I started to wonder what happens after we die.I thought about it for a while but didn't put that much thought about it.But that night I was lying in bed then the thought came back to me.
Then I started to cry because I thought that if we die then we don't see our family anymore they will not exist anymore.I will never see them or that I get to see my family die one by one.I couldn't sleep that night .So in the morning I told my mom "what happened when we die?"Then she look at me weird and say "why do you ask that question?"
Then I told her what I thought that night then she started to cry.I ask her "why is she crying?"She told me it's because "I have the same thought to every night."
Then I told her "it's ok we still have a long way to go together even if your stuck with me for the rest of you life."Then she started to laughs and said "ya we do have a long way to go together."
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The Boy Who Wonders
Short StoryIt about a boy that starts to wonder what happens after we dies.